Tears of blood on the horizon
The policeman brutalizes the moon
I cut the night with a chisel
A molotov cocktail in hand

Clandestine bet, white stars
Futures dissolved in the tight skies
The lieutenant kneels near the vault
Spitting rose petals on the granite

My city challenges the Gods to a duel
A transvestite thief stares at me
I won the respect of the night
And I dance with your hideous ghost

Summer is a serene criminal
The sun a haven, a whore
Reluctantly on the banks
I put a finger to my lips

The spans smell of fish and sex
Los Angeles is forgotten in dark dreams
Come I invite you to my condo
I have a view of the Strip I have a view of the Eiffel Tower

Elizabethan dresses, finery of stupor
The walls have turned white with my despair
I walk without fear, I scrape the pavements
My voice carries until the heart of summer

Tears of blood on the horizon
The policeman brutalizes the moon
I cut the night with a chisel
A molotov cocktail in hand