In The Backroom Lyrics

Brian Eno - In The Backroom Lyrics

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In The Backroom Lyrics


When Señoritas walk at night,Habañeros on the move,It's music to their ears in the backroom.If there's money to be made,And it's a hundred in the shade and in the backroom,She's sentimental like the lastOf the foreigners running past her to the backroom.And if things aren't sweet in MeccaShe'll be begging for forgiveness in the vacuum.They're taking pains with California,And they're guaranteeing boredom for the monsoon.And apart from what was offeredThere were mothers buying orphans at the auctionYoure much better off in TwosIf you're coming to see the carnage in the backroom.Doubled over on the tableI was concentrating harder in the backroom.Weaving in and out of consciousnessHiding out behind the entrance to the backroom.It took longer than expected:They had difficulty swallowing capsules.We had a keener nose for troubleThan the sniffer-dogs at Heathrow -You'd be trousers down in no time in the backroom.Almost nothing in the papers...Told me it happened when they emptied out the backroom.

Brian Eno In The Backroom