I Am The Blues

(Simon Carmody/Paul David Hewson)



Long black car through the empty park

Feel you like a rainbow in the dark

I got a million dollars and a broken heart

Someone out there could use



They know my name, the thieves and louts

They got no soul, just techno and house

And you're not even as old as my tattoos

I am the blues, I am the blues.



I talk real sweet, I talk real slow

I'm the voice you've loved on the radio

A pirate whith a breast of gold

That stuff makes slaves get bought and sold



Help me, help me realise

I just forgot the colour of my own eyes

All we do is hurt and break and bruise

I am the blues, I am the blues.



I'm as blues as the Côte d'Azur

And both of us are not so pure

Do I still belong to her? Aidez-moi, aidez-moi !

I can't choose! I am the blues.



Falling through the the cracks, the ticker tape and tax

Getting up the backs of the music whores and hacks



I stood up to dance, I lost my balance but my faith in France

Some things you can't lose, I am the blues, oh, I am the blues

I am the blues, I am the blues, I am the blues, oh, I am the blues

I am the blues.