I have transcribed it, so read and/or listen, whichever pleases you most, I'd be happy for you to.
Be good.
P.s. thanks to Sugabelly, I found a nice and easy audio thingy...
Guiness
it happens in deserted streets,
in half naked boys opening bottles of that Irish black with jagged teeth
where beauty was quite within their reach but always out of their grasp
they make love in the back of abandoned cars
barely there back seats
coiled springs penetrate exposed flesh
bringing them closer to that white light
they don't dare sleep
this is where hope fears to tread
where those with hungry stomachs that barely feed
know that the living and the dead will eventually meet
this is pleasure unspoken
we had never known anything like this
ignoring the rustiness of our confines,
I want him
the jangling sounds of the loosening belt buckle
his sweaty skin on mine this right here is the proof
I am not above you
yes I reek of perfume and you're bathed in scents that the streets give you
I have no strength to run from this, nor do I want to
You know the danger reeled me in, I saw what most ignore
those eyes searching for a place within me that you can rest easy
and I am not talking of the juncture within my thighs
you were looking for a joy and I was brave enough to give
you took only that which was offered, you never reached for more
at first I was displeased, thinking you did not want me,
but I was mistaken
you were waiting to be led down back alleys, and open doors that I have no keys for
and I was surprised at the strength within myself
here I was, trying to rescue a nomad who willing embraced death
look, you'll wander no more, I'll guided to many oases
we'll face death and survive
he'll visit while we engage in this dance, a waltz, no salsa
our bodies moving on the two and four
you won't let me fall will you?
I am a stranger to these parts, I know nothing of your pain, you know I don't!
but still you hold me, this is a moment that you could never have dreamed
and I dare not remember it
it was just one of those of those nights
me, a stranger on streets that won't welcome me because I do not belong
and you a nomad lost, looking to be rescued
and some how we found each other,
we did.