RAINY NIGHT IN CHINATOWN There's a nun crying on the bus, there's a world turning under us, But I'm in no mood for mysteries today.... It's a rainy night in Chinatown, I watched the multiplex burning down And a dosser do the bossa-nova up an alleyway, And a space-cadet down the underpass keep his candy warm in an hour-glass... Krishna comes banging drums, but love and peace and stuff bring out the worst in me, The rain is warm, it feels like Nowheresville. If I'm not happy now, Christ knows I'll never be.... I said I'd go her see her but I can't be fussed, there's a busker blowing bebop to the dusk, And the moon sprawls like a bride in fuck-warmed sheets, Does the skinny kid watching the barmaid's arse Know the joys of life bed down on broken glass?... Krishna comes banging drums, but love and peace and shit bring out the worst in me, The rain is warm, it feels like Nowheresville. If I'm not happy now, Christ knows I'll never be....