Текст (слова) песни: Marshall Crenshaw - This Street
(M. Crenshaw)
Music and screams on this street of twisted dreams People staring (into space) and talking (to themselves, get it?) Baby let`s keep walking Pretend I`m a king and you`re a queen this is our paradee and it goes on endlessly And then it`s not so bad, you see, to live on This Street I turn my eyes to the passing scene old and young and in between driven along by the pounding beat all hurrying by down this street Sorry ole man well I guess I didn`t see you there Baby take hold of my hand It`s like a surreal dream in three dimension(s) Always pay attention out here on this street When I`m restless for no reason or rhyme I wander away from time to time The roar of my wheels always sounds so sweet But I hurry back to this street This street Won`t you come on down with me Can`t find any place where I`d rather be This street Hope my luck is still secure Never know what`s waiting by the door Come take my hand It`s like a surreal dream and it goes on endlessly It`s really not so bad, you see to live on this street
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