Patti Smith

i'm hot and down in old Mexico
my body naked from head to toe
escaping from a North Atlantic storm
until later your arms keep me warm.

sipping wine with friends of mine
drinking beer while you're still here

listening to the Beatles twist and shout:
we sit wondering what it's all about!

i saw Patti Smith in a border bar
she asked me again how you are!

she sang about lovers in the warm southern night.

she threw me a kiss in the broad daylight.

she had male friends who liked to pose.

they applied lipstick to their toes.

sipping wine with friends of mine
drinking beer while you're still here

listening to the Beatles twist and shout
we sit wondering what it's all about!

i saw refugees from a small Honduran town
crying men not making a sound
leaving for Paradise on their midnight ride
looking for anything to maintain their pride.

their children had wide eyes with tears

mouthing words flavored with their fears.

i saw Paris on a big screen TV
dressed as usual tres provocatively:
i heard her when she finally said
if i were poor i'd rather be dead.

sipping wine with friends of mine
drinking beer while you're still here

i'm sitting on my cloud of dreams
unsure of what this temporary existence means.

each moment preceeds the past
until my breath can barely last.

sipping wine with friends of mine
drinking beer while you're still here

listening to the Beatles twist and shout:
we sit wondering what it's all about!