Richard Clapton - The Simple Things текст песни

Something's going on round here
But I'm not sure what it is
Just a feeling I can't explain
On these mean and dirty streets

Sitting in my car, crawling inch by inch
In this cold and dirty rain
I think I'll just get outta here
And I won't come back again

I'm flying down the Gold Coast Highway
Feeling like I've grown into my wings
The way they treat you here is just a shame
But I'll always remember
The simple things

There are cowboys in this town
Who'll make a mess of you
They only want to put you down
Because they can't face the truth

Everybody talks so much
But no one's listening
That's why they're all so out of touch
And their words don't mean a thing

I'm flying down the Gold Coast Highway
Feeling like I've grown into my wings
The way they treat you here is just a shame
But I'll always remember
The simple things