When the hawk's in the kitchen and the sirens in bloom And the losers have been swept from the gin mills Hello sucker, Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year 34th Street good tidings to you And will you meet me in Paradise Alley tonight We'll leave town in a bottle of whiskey And come on, you old scarecrow, and be a wheel, not a lamppost Just put a saddle on a wishbone, and you're halfway there You know, the heroes will wait where their dreams used to be Go on and ask the hooligans as they sweep down the midway I'm going waltzing tonight with the Statue of Liberty And come on, you old lazy-bones, let's get out of this place Will you meet me in Paradise Alley tonight We'll leave town in a bottle of whiskey And come on, you old scarecrow, and be a wheel, not a lamppost Just put a saddle on a wishbone, and you're halfway there Now there's a counterfeit moon, and I'm seeing right through it Cause the dawn spent it all in one place And we'll rise to the top of the morning tonight You can ride on my shoulders, and I'll show you the way If you meet me in Paradise Alley tonight We'll leave town in a bottle of whiskey So come on, you old scarecrow, and be a wheel, not a lamppost Just put a saddle on a wishbone, and you're halfway there
When the hawk's in the kitchen and the sirens in bloom And the losers have been swept from the gin mills Hello sucker, Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year 34th Street good tidings to you And will you meet me in Paradise Alley tonight We'll leave town in a bottle of whiskey And come on, you old scarecrow, and be a wheel, not a lamppost Just put a saddle on a wishbone, and you're halfway there You know, the heroes will wait where their dreams used to be Go on and ask the hooligans as they sweep down the midway I'm going waltzing tonight with the Statue of Liberty And come on, you old lazy-bones, let's get out of this place Will you meet me in Paradise Alley tonight We'll leave town in a bottle of whiskey And come on, you old scarecrow, and be a wheel, not a lamppost Just put a saddle on a wishbone, and you're halfway there Now there's a counterfeit moon, and I'm seeing right through it Cause the dawn spent it all in one place And we'll rise to the top of the morning tonight You can ride on my shoulders, and I'll show you the way If you meet me in Paradise Alley tonight We'll leave town in a bottle of whiskey So come on, you old scarecrow, and be a wheel, not a lamppost Just put a saddle on a wishbone, and you're halfway there
