Real — текст песни (Jo Davidson)

Music and lyrics by jo davidson



A crowded room

Some shallow club in l.a.

Trying to talk over the music

Like theres anything to say

He turns to me and says

"people are more real in new york."

"oh really," I answer not believing a word

To me his statement is just a little bit absurd

Like new york is any different as if anywhere is different from

Anywhere



People are real wherever you go

Its just a matter of what theyre afraid to show

People are real wherever you go

Its just a matter of what theyre hiding



Well a guy comes to the table and he does his magic and

Suddenly a little turtle jumps right out of his jacket and

All I can think is what must that turtle be thinking

Then the owner slips the magician a couple large bills

And hes on to the next table and hes on to the next thrills

Oh the champagne keeps flowing and everyone is happy happy



Chorus repeat



You gotta be on something to be into this

You have to already have fallen to fall for these tricks

With her back to the wall she stands there alone

Holding her stomach and wishing she was home



Chorus