Life at Rainbow's End (For All the Tax Exiles on Main Street)

Streets I knew were raining, changing

Addresses were rearranging

The cold boy from the suburbs he left there

He'd read the book of no return

And me, I burnt your picture

For the ashes of the lords

For you had played your games too well

As the martyr and the boss

I suppose I chose a good introduction

From a formerly trusted friend

A good introduction to life at rainbow's end

Life at rainbow's end

Life at rainbow's end

Here I am a millionaire

Sown into these dreams

I burnt all the maps that lead here

So no-one can ever follow me

Only lonely parties start

At the dark side of this world

The gangster with the broken arm

Plays deaf cards for the girls

I saw the final vicar make confession to a dancer

He stood upon the bridge at dawn

And the dancer kissed my cancer

I suppose I chose a good introduction

From a formerly trusted friend

A good introduction to life at rainbow's end

Life at rainbow's end

Life at rainbow's end

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