maandag 27 december 2010

Real

Well I saw the new president
come on just like a commercial
but his jingle didn't stick
he needs some more rehearsals

and the news is all disaster
but like you I cannot care
tho' I woke up drenched in sweat
it was just my private nightmare

        oh and is that real ?
        oh can you still feel
        some kind of ideal
        where they're telling you sweety
        just what is real
        what is real
        what is real

now my baby says she's leaving
but it's all disco lyrics
I wonder has she got that too
that feeling nothing sticks

everything's in sharp perspective
when I get out of that train
feelings, colours, loud and clear
I won't pass this way again


1980.

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