I like all the spoken lyrics in which Dieter plays these roles of slightly sad geezers, like Random Tox, Lou Norman or the guy in Desire:
"Morning heat
Puts a thin film of sweat on my face
A little man, his eyes half closed
Puts chairs on tables
Admires his work
And collects a quarter from the floor
I head over to Broadway
Where I watch myself
Having a slow breakfast
Trying to impress the barman with a fresh voice
When I ask for the bill"
I just can't help chuckling every time I hear this bit.
BTW, is this supposed to be barman or barmaid, there seems to be different interpretations about this?
