Despite the warmness of the welcome
It ends in hostels capped with snow
Despite the patience of the wives
When children fight and won't let go
Despite the bar room's sweet reception
Where we refuel with bitter wine
Why should it be that a man gets bored?
Despite the village lying peaceful
Beneath the trembling chapel bells
But does the devil sleep beneath the Bible?
Does the king know how to pray?
Despite the village lying peaceful
From wide of door to wide of sleep
Why should it be that a man gets bored?
In spite of all that's left to dream
In spite of all that's left to know
And all the wolves still left to slay
All the springtimes left to toast
Yet in despair and desperation
There's still much to surprise
So why should it be that a man gets bored?
Despite our willingness to cheat
To be a spade and play the heart
The face the fear and play again
To be the devil and play a flower
Although it helps the time move faster
'Cause you're about dark in an hour
So why should it be that a man gets bored?
