Appaloosa - Georgia Street | Текст песни

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• Appaloosa
• Georgia Street

Looking at the herd,
Knowing living's just a word,
Realizing much too quickly how everything's absurd,
Visions can't be heard.

She thinks she is to me like water is to sand,
SHe thinks I'll soak her uo and you know try and understand,
But not everything's so grand.

That's not how it is on Georgia Street,
That's not how it is on Georgia Street.

Walking though the crowd, she's acting,
She's acting much too proud,
She's floating swiftly smothly on her silver cloud,
And she's talking, she's talking much too loud.

She thinks she is to me like water is to sand,
She thinks
I'll soak her up and you know try and understand,
But not everything's so grand.

That's not how it is on Georgia Street,
That's not how it is on Georgia Street.