A truck parked this morning- outside the groc'ry store Friends face the future- they're wearin' summer clothes Great cosmic forces- like fallin' dominoes I love talking funny- it's the only song I know
Sweet smart and sexy- the day my life began Burnt out and damaged- I dragged my body home This slice is runny- it's dripping down my clothes Flies stick to honey- it's the only game they know
Poor Boy-I walk into the river in my hat and shoes Poor Boy-I'm sittin at the table with a knife and spoon
Live fast die happy- don't let your panties show I trust market forces- it's the only song they know
So come and rock my soul- where sin and sorrow lie White horses carry me- unto the other side
Poor Boy-I'm livin in a country where my thoughts are cold Poor Boy-I'm waitin for the harvest of the seeds I sow
a flower in the night- with thoughts of days gone by I've got to ring that bell- and I'll be satisfied
Poor Boy- I'm wearin silver slippers and a long white gown Poor boy- I picture in my mind the day the walls come down Poor Boy- I'm livn in a country where I'm never free Poor Boy- I'm writing down the names of all the things I see-
*fonte: site oficial
Compositores: Brian Peter George Eno (PRS), David Byrne (BMI)Editor: Opal Ltd (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #29355569 em 09/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM