Cool, Cool, Cool

Your life is over (so is mine)
 You've been seen, floating down the river
 Round the river bend
 You've been seen with someone else
 Lately I've been told
 Funny how that kind of news
 Can somehow leave you cold

 No bones were broken (but give it time)
 I'll be found, floating down the river
 With the matchwood...the driftwood...and Harry the horse
 Knifed in the back in the revolving doors
 All those words of love unspoken
 Lying tongue tied and frozen
 Choking back these lines

 It's cool, cool, cool in the morning
 And it's cool, cool, cool at night
 It's cool, cool, cool in the evening, yeh
 It's cool, cool, cool at.......

 Daylight is over, night time is on its way

 Like a cat on a hot tin roof
 Like a mouse on the run from the owl
 When you're caught like a rat
 In the empty top hat of the night
 Even shadows have shadows
 And a long silhouette
 All the black notes of pianos
 Play a strange cadenza