Tekster: Stars. Nightsongs. This Charming Man.

A punctured bicycle
On a hillside desolate
Will nature make a man of me yet

When in this charming car
This charming man
Why pamper life's complexities
When the leather runs smooth on the passenger seat?

I would go out tonight
But I haven't got a stitch to wear
This man said it's gruesome
That someone so handsome should care

I'm just a country boy
Who never knew his place
He's safe written the raven
He knows so much about her
He knows so much about these things

And would go out tonight
But I haven't got a stitch to wear, oh yeah
This man said it's gruesome
That someone so handsome should care