Jeane Songtext
von Janice Whaley

Gene, the low life has lost its appeal
And I′m tired of walking these streets
To a room with the cupboards bare
Gene, I'm not sure what happiness means
But I look in your eyes and I know
That it isn′t there

We tried and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried

Gene, there's ice on the sink where we bathe
So how can you call this a home?
When you know it's a grave
But you still hold a greedy grace
As you tidy the place
But it will never be clean, Gene


We tried and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried

Cash on the nail
It′s just a fairy tale
But I don′t believe in magic anymore
But I think you know
I really think you know
I think you know the truth, Gene

We tried and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried

No heavenly choir
Not for me and not for you
Because I think that you know
I really think that you know
I think you know the truth, Gene


That we tried and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried

Gene