A Street Lyrics - Popular Problems - Leonard Cohen

I used to be your favorite drunk 

Good for one more laugh 

Then we both ran out of luck 

Luck was all we ever had 

You put on a uniform 

To fight the Civil War 

You looked so good I didn't care 

What side you're fighting for 

It wasn't all that easy 

When you up and walked away 

But I'll save that little story 

For another rainy day 

I know the burden's heavy 

As you wheel it through the night 

Some people say it's empty 

But that don't mean it's light 

You left me with the dishes 

And a baby in the bath 

You're tight with the militias 

You wear their camouflage 

You always said we're equal 

So let me march with you 

Just an extra in the sequel 

To the old red white and blue 

Baby don't ignore me 

We were smokers, we were friends 

Forget that tired story 

Of betrayal and revenge 

I see the ghost of culture 

With numbers on his wrist 

Salute some new conclusion 

That all of us have missed 

I cried for you this morning 

And I'll cry for you again 

But I'm not in charge of sorrow 

So please don't ask me when 

There may be wine and roses 

And magnums of champagne 

But we'll never know 

We'll never, ever be that drunk again 

Okay 

The party's over 

But I've landed on my feet 

And I'm standing here on this corner 

Where there used to be a street 

The party's over 

But I've landed on my feet 

I'll be standing on this corner 

Where there used to be a street 

So let's drink to when its over 

And let's drink to when we met 

I'll be standing on this corner 

Where there used to be a street