Print

Walked across the Golden Gate Bridge Swear I didn't do what I did I didn't watch her fall No I didn't care at all I just walked across the Golden Gate Bridge Swear that there were no witnesses The fog had just begun to creep in It wrapped around my mind Yeah, it wrapped around the moment And to know that there were no witnesses Yeah but she was something in her prime Then she took to tweaking and lying We used to dance and sing Now we don't do a thing Yeah but she was something in her prime Now that bridge it's a modern miracle Thousand of tons hung from the cables But water's like concrete if you hit it at that speed If she lived it'd be a modern miracle Twas when I heard that foghorn blow An ocean freighter crept down below But I could hardly see, the icy wind was dicing me SongtexteI opened up my hand and let my pistol go Into the fog below, foreshadow Then I staggered to some tenderloin bar Friends of ours had asked where you are But I don't have a clue You know I don't know what I'd do Here's a dollar, go on jam it in your jar And now lets drink to Joe Joseph B. Strauss Everybody in the house here's to old Joe Strauss Mr. Joseph B. Strauss The fantatic designer and architect of the Golden Gate Bridge Connecting the gates of Marin to our beautiful city, San Francisco Lets hear it for Mr. Joseph B. Strauss ladies and gentlemen In the morning comes a knock on my door My head was pounded from the long night before I looked through my peephole I started sinking in my soul Some detective come a-knocking on my door What for, huh? So I opened up and I shook the man's hand He says, "Uh good morning David I'm Inspector Callahan" I said "That's got to be a joke You're none of that dirty Harry bloke," But with a name like that I guess I understand "Good morning Inspector Callahan" So I offered the inspector some tea And I say "Now why on earth have you, uh, come to visit me?" He said "We found a body on Forth Scott, bullet riddled on the rocks That's why I have come to visit thee Double-D Wait a minute that's me I think he's on to me Then I looked him and he looked at me Point of nervous and anxiety I didn't know what to say You could cut the tension with a knife So then I noticed he had not touched his tea I say "Now come on Harry you don't think it's me You see I've got an alibi, I ain't the guy I turned around and she just vanished into the sea Twasn't me Harry Besides I was memorized by the bridge Sunday afternoon all the tourists and kids Looking at that beautiful city You know, and the was fog creeping in One minute I saw it, the next minute it was gone Just like her You know we had an arguement I thought she took a cab home She does it all the time She leaves without saying goodbye It wasn't me Harry Besides what color did they paint the bridge It certainly isn't golden It's orange vermillion Isn't that it Or is it international orange? Say like the right wing would call it international orange And the left wing would call it orange vermillion Because it sounds more...orange vermillion sound more faggot, doesn't it? International orange sounds stronger, sounds more right wing So we have these issues here What is it international orange or orange vermillion I'd say international orange He says "David I didn't come here to discuss the color of the bridge I come here to talk about what happened last night" Says I don't believe you're telling me the truth You see I have evidence here to give me the proof They found this pistol on a ship The Chinese freighter Yom Dom Kip This pistol here is registered to you Is that true? And that body that they found in the bay Ballistics made the match just today Besides they got it all on videotape These pictures ain't a fake I believe you'll be coming with me Double D Okay Harry, you got me I said "Okay, alright, I'll go in peace" And the stupid-ass he didn't even cuff me And I got into his car but his car did not go far You see I had some plans to get myself free Twas then I pulled a razor from my shoe And I cut the inspector until the inspector turned blue Then I ran into the street, you know the streets are sweet relief I had some plans of coming to join you My baby true, I'm coming to join you Then I took a bus out to the Golden Gate Bridge That same bridge was packed full of tourists and kids I said "Kid, want to see a trick Something twisted and sick?" Then I jumped right off the Golden Gate Bridge Aus Songtexte Mania