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Simon Boswell - Desperate Town | Текст песни

I'm putting in a call to John and Paul,From a padded room in the pan and zoom
Of this desperate town.
Because they have what I need, in the long slow bleed
That is sucking the life from my child and my wife
In this desperate town.
And the telephone is king
Of the whole damn thing.
And each word that is spoken
Is just another promise broken.
And each call is just more dope for all the junkies who live on hope.
And I'm lord of the waiting clowns
In this desperate town.
Down in the L.A. basin, here with all the riots racing,
I can't seem to shake the throb and the ache
Of this desperate town.
I can't sort the fact from fiction in this insane addiction.
And all around the streets is friction,
And no-one seems to understand my diction
In this desperate town.
And the telephone is king
Of the whole damn thing.
And each word that is spoken
Is just another promise broken.
And each call is just more dope for all the junkies who live on hope.
And I'm lord of the waiting clowns
In this desperate town.
Oh my,
Oh my head.
The sound's so surround and the screen's so silver,
It gives me a headache they don't make a pill for.
The sun can be fun - but you're burning your bridges
Trying to be cool in a land full of fridges.
The make-up department is making my mind up.
The hills are alive with the sound of a wind-up.
I need to get back to the rainier weather,
Iâ??m strung out and cut up - I can't stay forever
In this desperate town.
And the telephone is king
Of the whole damn thing.
And each word that is spoken
Is just another promise broken.
And each call is just more dope for all the junkies who live on hope.
And I'm lord of the waiting clowns
In this desperate town.
Oh my,
Oh my head

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