Tyrella - The Ghost of Bencoolen Stree lyrics

Well I saw Saint Jude and he was losing every hand he tried to play he said 'I've had my last transfusion' 'and now all my bloods just Tanqeray' he said 'I hope you know what you are doin'' 'when you don't belong here anyway' 'but you're always the last thing on Bencoolen' 'for the rain to wash away' 'for the rain to wash away' 'You said you'd follow where the wind blows' 'and tried to make it in Shanghai' 'you left your heart in San Francisco' 'and lost your soul in Dubai' 'well they tried to heal your wounds with money' 'and you hid among this happy crowd' 'but if you knew round here what pa**ed for funny' 'well you wouldn't laugh out loud' 'yeah you wouldn't laugh out loud' from the Sunshine coast to Mandalay will you cut your throat? tryin' to make it pay 'And Joan of Arc, who was once so pretty' 'well you'd hardly know her anymore' 'she's selling junk bonds in the city' 'and she never opens her front door' I wished him well when I was goin, and he waited with me in the hall, I headed back out on Bencoolen as the rain began to fall as the rain began to fall