The Ballad Of Wilhelm Fink

The Ballad Of Wilhelm Fink Lyrics

Well, said that I'd meetcha

At the Berkeley Marina

3 a.m. when no one will be found


All I got in mind

Is a Boone's Farm jug of wine

Smash a bottle in the parking lot


But considering our luck,

We'll get busted by the cops

Instead of sex, we'll go to jail

Another lesson learned and failed