все беспомощные люди этой белой дыры Которые работая не получали от государства дары К этой массе относились и мои родители Припев: Город в снегу Мой родной город
I've been walking in the same way as I did And missing out the cracks in the pavement And tutting my heel and strutting my feet "Is there anything I can
finally famous nig west side east side south side north side d-town (boiiiii) put on put on the city the city i like it in the city the city the city
I was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand Into the bus stop to pick up a paper for my old man I'd sit on his lap in that big old Buick
Baby, can't wait, baby, gotta go Got do a number on the late night show Do a little song, do a little dance Gonna make the best of her big chance Don
Years ago in my hometown I was a headstrong girl and a heart strong one We'd ride all summer with the top rolled down Through the sleepy streets of that
Well, I just stepped off the plane Both feet on the ground Yes, I can't complain Yeah! Be.... My friends standin' there Come to welcome me Nothin
Tonight my heart is beatin' low and my head is bowed You've been seen with my best friend on the other side of town I don't mind this waitin', don't mind
Next we have the dear-hearts-and-gentle-people's school of songwriting, in which the singer tells you that, no matter how much sin and vice and crime
A hometown loser, A punk, A boozer Leave me where I lie A hometown zero, I wont ever be a hero Sometimes I wish I'd die Oi, Oi, Oi Oi Depression, Is
On back down in my hometown Everybody's feelin' it bad No new breaks, whatever it takes Not to have to sway it on a classified ad Hey there Ma and Pa
When you came back to this town You brought this weather with you A silver sun that won't go down They've got you down the Pulled you to the ground Smothered
Two, three This song goes out to my good friends Especially the ones I had Before the Grammy nominations in two thousand three And to all the girls from
We were born during the boom times, played house down in the bomb shelter Suffered through the wonder years, and silence at the dinner hour But once
Years ago in my hometown I was a headstrong girl and a heartstrong one We'd ride all summer with the top rolled down through the sleepy streets of that
I'm like a stranger Like a stranger in my own home town I'm like a stranger Like a stranger in my own home town My so called friends stopped being friendly
It's been too long too many nights If I could change or turn back time one hour with you my flower I can't pretend I'm still the same My friends keep
The drummers and jugglers in Montreal Don't even exist at all So I'm tearing up these tarot cards and Venetians clowns Antique shops and alcoholic homosexuals
