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the beaten side of town - barry adamson
i woke up this morning from a crazy dream:
the earth was a turning ball of fire.
satan and the pilgrims had wiped the scene,
and i became their twisted gun for hire.
don't let 'em getcha, boy, now use your head,
the lights they're coming 'round again.
"run like a demon, boy," is what they said,
and then began to count from one to ten.
so now i'm tryin' to get out of the city.
you know where i can be found:
the beaten side of town...
won't never let you down.
i woke up this morning from a crazy dream:
the earth was a burning ball of fire.
i crawled right inside the spaces in-between,
a miracle of science to admire
but everybody knows the way the story goes:
she'll love you once and leave you once again.
the wind sends a shiver from your head to toes,
whispers that you've reached your living end
so now i'm tryin' to get out of the city.
you know where i can be found:
the beaten side of town...
don't never let me down.
i woke up this morning from a crazier dream:
the earth was a churning ball of fire.
the dragunovs were sniping
as i swam upstream,
and then i saw a temple with a spire
there was a sign saying
"welcome all you deists, agnostics, and buddhists, muslims
and christians, caucasians, junkies and wrecker-heads, blue-lights
and deadbeats, homos and heteros and negroes
and down-lows,
speed-freaks and tweakers, pimps without sneakers,
the handy the pure and the atheist nehru,
and the peoples from countries in far-away places,
stupid ideas that the public embraces."
we all were invited with mostly resignation
but that was only a dream...
the beaten side of town,
and now i'm goin' down.
i woke up this morning from a crazy dream:
the earth was a turning ball of fire.
satan and the pilgrims had wiped the scene,
and i became their twisted gun for hire.
don't let 'em getcha, boy, now use your head,
the lights they're coming 'round again.
"run like a demon, boy," is what they said,
and then began to count from one to ten.
so now i'm tryin' to get out of the city.
you know where i can be found:
the beaten side of town...
won't never let you down.
i woke up this morning from a crazy dream:
the earth was a burning ball of fire.
i crawled right inside the spaces in-between,
a miracle of science to admire
but everybody knows the way the story goes:
she'll love you once and leave you once again.
the wind sends a shiver from your head to toes,
whispers that you've reached your living end
so now i'm tryin' to get out of the city.
you know where i can be found:
the beaten side of town...
don't never let me down.
i woke up this morning from a crazier dream:
the earth was a churning ball of fire.
the dragunovs were sniping
as i swam upstream,
and then i saw a temple with a spire
there was a sign saying
"welcome all you deists, agnostics, and buddhists, muslims
and christians, caucasians, junkies and wrecker-heads, blue-lights
and deadbeats, homos and heteros and negroes
and down-lows,
speed-freaks and tweakers, pimps without sneakers,
the handy the pure and the atheist nehru,
and the peoples from countries in far-away places,
stupid ideas that the public embraces."
we all were invited with mostly resignation
but that was only a dream...
the beaten side of town,
and now i'm goin' down.