Perfect - Autobiografia

I was just ten
When the world first heard his name
In our basement, we had a club

A buddy brought a radio down
I heard Blue Suede Shoes play loud
And that night, I couldn’t sleep

A wind of change had blown
Forgiven were the debts we owed
We could laugh out loud again

Through the café’s crowded haze
Like a tornado, jazz would blaze
And I, too, just had to play

My father — God knows where
Building furnaces in the air
Me, I tore my nail clean off

The fretboard turned to dust
I played a million tunes, all rough
And I learned what sex was

Postcard fever took its hold
Each of us had five hundred old
Instead of a brand-new pair of jeans

And on a Saturday night
There was Luxembourg, booze, and light
God, we just wanted to live!

We were three
Each a different kind of breed
But one dream led us all ahead

In a few years
We’d have the world beneath our feet
Plenty of all

A gulp of cheap wine
And debates till sunrise
Restless spirits caged inside

Someone got hit
Someone cried just a bit
Something always went down

Then she came between us
For her Poli Raksa face
Each of us would die without a doubt

One warm summer night
I climbed to the roof and spread my quilt
And I got just what I craved

She whispered to me
That there might be some trouble soon
I told her, I have exams

She turned the gas on
No one knocked upon the door
Like a stray dog, I was alone again

A hundred roles
Taught me how to quench my pain
Life’s the only teacher I’ve had

Flat on my back
I let my best years wash away
Wasted away

In a cheap bar
The klezmer made me play for tips
Songs so filthy I still feel ashamed

Then one day
I just had to face the truth
I knew nothing at all

Listen to me now!
I defeated myself
Here unfolds my greatest dream

A thousand souls
Drinking lyrics from my lips
They all love me now

A fan in my suite
Says: “I’ve taped them all —
How they sing your words so wild!”

I open the door
And I say nothing more
To four silent walls