Из альбома: Tic Toc Tic
Love don't live at home, oh no, it slithers in the wild
I met her at the Biltmore, she was cold and over-styled
Took all my money and took all my pride
She may not be a pharaoh, but she guzzled down the Nile.
I can tell we'll never be safe
'Til the walls fall down.
Every morning chipping away
'Til the walls fall down.
Won't you cry on my shoulder, won't you laugh at my jokes?
It's okay to relax in this forest of folks
Cause nobody's aiming a stick at your spokes
So won't you cry on my shoulder, won't you laugh at my jokes?
I'm wide awake, I'm wide awake, I'm wide awake
And now you're back in town
To show your New York crown
But now you're much too proud,
You're too cool.
On the road I dream of home and when at home I dream of action.
Our apartments are all haunted by the ghost of satisfaction.
Cause we all want something that's bigger than fashion.
So spill out your heart brother, show me your passion
Spill out your heart sister, show me your passion.