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.
Geen opmerkingen:
Een reactie posten