Cold Parade

I'm a man of alleyways and misty parks at night Call me Simms You might've seen me strolling Central Park Or lurking south of the Thames I'm terribly familiar in a quite forgetful way A face you swear you've seen before But where you cannot say Don't bother it's alright Come and join me in tonight's cold parade Though I'm a harmless fellow I've been known to scare the hell out of a dame On an empty sidestreet Where the wind and she and I meet for a game She sees me and assumes i'm up to no good and it's true But the only no good I'm up to is not knowing what to do With this thing called my life So I'm sentenced to the night's cold parade Well 'what sort of parade?' you ask Well don't expect a float or a band A broken majorette may bum a cigarette and offer You her hand Yeah it's not exactly pretty this collection of the lost You've heard about the nitty gritty Well here's how much it cost It's gonna be bumpy alright Come and join me in tonight's cold parade Now i've got an odd relationship to life And on that life and I agree I'm a charming party guest But i also get bored so easily Now if i had me a dirty little vocation I'd feel more at home See i only walk these streets because My thoughts and I cannot be left alone See the crossword puzzles and playoff games and porno sites galore Cannot contain or ease the pain They don;'t work anymore See by day i am a pillar But by night i tend to sway What happens after work Well it's too gruesome Lord to say See by day i am a pillar But by night i tend to roar but nothing compares to the music of your knock upon my door It's lonely here inside Come and join me in tonight's cold parade It's lonely here inside Come and join me in tonight's cold parade