Spare a thought for the out-of-towners, the people who have gone to lunch, the up-then-downers. Tomorrow starts without them. Don’t forget the honeymooners, skiing until the end of time in Leukerbad. The whole world will forget them. No one laughs. No one sings. The last moments of living are boring. Get me up and on that aeroplane and tell me that it’s not bad, it’s evil, it’s not bad, it’s evil. Do you remember the man in the bar last night? He was staring at your girlfriend. I just read his obituary. Very anecdotal. No one laughs. No one sings. The last moments of living are boring. Get me up and off this aeroplane and tell me that it’s not bad, it’s evil, it’s not bad, it’s evil. It’s not bad, it’s evil. In Leukerbad, I lost my head and saw my ghost. I turned my back.