Из альбома: Manifesto
I've been around
So far it seems
Too bad the blues
Blew my schemes
Dynamite
Such sweet surprise
In southern heat
Or northern skies
Ain't that so
Shadows cling
Where shutters close
Who can tell
Heaven knows
Why some can laugh
And some can sing
Stand in line
Or get on down and swing
Ain't that so
Cross the street
who's ringing bells'
Peeling walls
Of cheap hotels
Neon flare
A sudden chill
And there you lie
And time stands still
Ain't that so