This frozen town is draped in a tarp of gloom Fucking poor excuse for a hotel room Paradise lost My blue lips are sealed with frost It's a Warsaw holiday Shadows bounce off every concrete wall Ugliness was never more beautiful Coal and tar Under the milky stars It's a Warsaw holiday Fish-eyed girls dance on the subway tracks Ten steps further down in the casket-black Underground The trains are not slowing down It's a Warsaw holiday Send your grief away in a pink balloon Beat that spleen to death with a tablespoon Drink, drank, drunk Hide the bones in the trunk It's a Warsaw holiday