Oh Creole

There's a beating heart

Lonely in the dark,

I wonder when was the start

Of when it all went bad.

A tear rolls down his face

He licks his lips and tastes,

Whisky he just can't waste

God bless them weeping eyes.

Outside is driving rain, oh creole

Inside the music's playing, oh creole

Think it's gonna make a change, think again.

Oh creole, oh creole

There's a creole sound

That's been going round,

The people dancing to the pound

Of that same beating heart,

And ain't it beating loud

And ain't it beating proud

And ain't it such an ugly sound

I'm never gonna dream I even go and start

Oh you don't play to well, oh creole

No you don't ring no bell, oh creole

Is it gonna make a change, is it hell

Oh creole, oh creole