Your Town — текст песни (Kursner Rich)

He prayed for smoke
She wouldn`t.
He ate the sun.
She didn`t.He sent love notes, and since the beginning on a
Charcoal moon tear red face night
A charcoal moon tear red face night
He told her it would be all right
But he was a stranger,
And he always would be.
The future was a desert spiked with pain and vermouth
Rolling his eyes, and stirrin` drinks with the truth..
And he was
Sick of walkin`
Limpin`, not stalkin`.
His lips ain`t movin but he`s still talkin`, sayin`
Show me the sights I never saw here before you, and
Let`s find the cheapest beer around, yeah,
And a jukebox that spits memories, and we can
Sail by the town --
It might be my heart, but it`s your town.
Aw, it`s your town.
[harder and faster]
Well, now he prayed for smoke
And she wouldn`t.
Heeeee ate the sun --
And she wouldn`t (first is didn`t; sorry)
He sent love notes, and since the beginning on a
Charcoal moon tear red face night
A charcoal moon tear red face night
He told her it would be all right --
But he was a stranger and he ALWAYS would be
The future was a desert
The future was a desert
The future was a desert
The future was a desert
The future was a desert spiked with pain and vermouth
Rollllin his eyes, and stirrin drinks with the truth
And he was
Sick of walkin
Limpin, not stalkin
He`s in for a ride,
His lip
(erk) His lips ain`t movin, but
He`s still alive and singin`
Show me the sights I never saw here before you, and
Let`s find the cheapest beer around, yeah
With a jukebox that spits memories, we can
Sail by the town, it might be...
My heart, but it`s your town....
Aw, it`s your town
[repeat chorus and fade]
-Rich Kurshner, aka TBone
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