Sanoja: Rialto. Vinegar Vera.

Vinegar Vera, packed his bags
And left home to make his mark
Nobody missed him
Because he was back before it got dark

Vinegar Vera, lying on his bed
Cursing the ceiling
Because the world turned
And turning it ran over his feelings

Vinegar Vera, now that you're almost 21
Vinegar Vera, locked in the bathroom at your mum's

He looks in the mirror
And rolling the words around his mouth
He doesn't want to come out
He doesn't want to come out

Chip on your shoulder, is harder to hide
The more you get older
With every summer
Feeling the world get colder and colder

Vinegar Vera, now that you're almost 31
Vinegar Vera, wondering what you have become

He looks in the mirror
And rolling the words around his mouth
He doesn't want to come out
He doesn't want to come out

Vinegar Vera, lost his mum in the zoo
When he was 5
The Hare Krishna's gave him a biscuit
As he sat and cried

Vinegar Vera, never thought life would come to this
Vinegar Vera, drowning in your own bitterness

He looks in the mirror
And rolling the words around his mouth
He doesn't want to come out
He doesn't want to come out

He doesn't want to come out
He doesn't want to come out
He doesn't want to come out