Istun Tässä Pöydässä Taas (Sittin' On The Dock Of The Bay)

I get a weak coffee on the table
I share the daily newspaper with someone
I think about how tomorrow
Is a repetition of days
I sit at this table again
I watch others smoke
I get through the day at this table again into the night

I came here to Helsinki
I believed I would be noticed
And that I would make a lot of money
As a soloist in a dance band
I sit at this table again
I watch others smoke
I get through the day at this table again into the night

Nothing ever changes
The city took everything
Nothing but time
And too much time
I never get anything else from it

I drink another cup of coffee
I glance at the bar
I remember many restaurants
This bar is even worse
Yet here I sit at the table again
I watch others smoke
I get through the day at this table again into the night