Scatman John
Quiet Desperation
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| Добавлена 5 апреля 2013 пользователем Миша |
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You're sitting on a milk mornin' noon and night
Fantisizin' the American dream
You're lookin' pretty good and you've got yourself conviced
That the nightmare isn't a s bad as it seems
You try your best to hide yourself beneath your turned up collar
And a plastic bag is all you've got to show
And your books inside your shopping cart
Is probably the best education you're ever gonna know (Hmm)
The guy in the Mercedes is just hard on with the dollar
Better grab it 'cause the signal's turnin' green
And while you're at it put the jug behind the picket fence
'Cause the copper's driving past you lookin' mean
Institution,contribution,restitution,destitution
Doesn't mean a thing to you now
You're the freeway feature
For your audience are driving by
So maybe you should stand and take a bow
Your living in desperation
And you never have felt complete
You live in anticipation
Of another day on the street,sing with me
(Scatting by Scatman John)
You're sitting in the same spot
You want to go home
But there ain't no home but home on the range
You've forgotten what you look like and it looks like you've forgotten
That the look inside your eye is very strange
Ain't nothing left to hide
You're stripped of all your pride and all you feel inside
Fantisizin' the American dream
You're lookin' pretty good and you've got yourself conviced
That the nightmare isn't a s bad as it seems
You try your best to hide yourself beneath your turned up collar
And a plastic bag is all you've got to show
And your books inside your shopping cart
Is probably the best education you're ever gonna know (Hmm)
The guy in the Mercedes is just hard on with the dollar
Better grab it 'cause the signal's turnin' green
And while you're at it put the jug behind the picket fence
'Cause the copper's driving past you lookin' mean
Institution,contribution,restitution,destitution
Doesn't mean a thing to you now
You're the freeway feature
For your audience are driving by
So maybe you should stand and take a bow
Your living in desperation
And you never have felt complete
You live in anticipation
Of another day on the street,sing with me
(Scatting by Scatman John)
You're sitting in the same spot
You want to go home
But there ain't no home but home on the range
You've forgotten what you look like and it looks like you've forgotten
That the look inside your eye is very strange
Ain't nothing left to hide
You're stripped of all your pride and all you feel inside
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