John Cale Overture Lyrics:
Overture - a) A Tourist - b) A Contact - c) A
Prisoner Excuse me, excuse me! Can you show me the
way out of here? Of course. This way. Just pass
The Headless Horsemen, the Café Shabu. And how
far is that? Not far. You're the tourist here, you
should take it easy. If you can trust a stranger,
follow me. I don't mind if I do. I'm a stranger
here with a sense of regret that I'd like to
forget that I drank from a paranoid glass. I come
from a paranoid base. Sure, I spent time in
prison. A prison of my own devices, haven't we
all? I'm a foreigner here and I'm feeling just a
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little worn. I'm looking for points of importance
and historical interest, trapped by the same rate
of exchange of that I'm running away from. And as
we all know, we hate to change. But Change is a
virtue, my friend. If you want to escape, all you
have to do is make up your mind. But you're not a
prisoner here, and I'm made to work with my hands,
part of my sentence for taking the licence to
think of impossible plans. Working my fingers to
the bone, keeping my hands on the rungs of that
ladder, that leads us out of the gutter to the
light. It's all been a big mistake. I've done
nothing wrong. I'm just an innocent here. I'm just
an innocent here. I'm just an innocent here. I'm
just an innocent here. I'm just an innocent here.
I'm just an innocent ...
Lyrics: Overture, John Cale [end]