AdelaidenThe stars within your eyesnLike marmalade beneath a summer skynnYour fare is paidnFrom Monticello, MainenAdelaide, they sing the same refrain, refrain, refrainnnSpread your wings and sail the seven seasnThe future is blestnFor those who sell their souls and all the restnnAdelaide nIn January's wakenNew Years Day, an innocent mistakennAs they saynWith thumbs in purple piesnAdelaide, they spin the spun reprise, reprise, reprisennSpread your wings and sail the seven seasnThe future is blestnFor the those who sell their souls and all the restnMigrate west, young childnQueen of the NilenThe future is blest nFor those who sell their souls and all the restnnAdelaidenStars fade awaynAnd your skin to greynRed-lipped rusenYou amusenWith your listless smile and your leopard stylennAdelaidenIf all the world’s a stagenAdelaidenHow long will you remain?nAdelaide nThe same from age to agenAdelaidenA shade away from sane, insane, insanennTell menHow does it feel?nDusk drawing nearnUpon your careernThe sadness in your eyesnSummer days gone bynA luckless dreamer's passnThe luster never lastsnThere's one thing left to donMy red-lipped rusenTo kiss the hands of foolsn