Lirik Lagu Entering Marion - John Forster
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Every year I drive out to Cape Cod for the last part of JuneLeave the city by 10, then you're there in the late afternoonOn the way, there's a village called Marion that you pass throughThe first time I approached it,I'll always remember the sign that came into view
It said: "Entering Marion"And I thought, "What a fun little sign!"But the feeling of entering Marion had a kick that was hard to defineA rapturous rush, a physical flush, chills up and down the spineFor the few minutes I was in Marion, all Massachusetts was mine
Well, it got to be kind of an annual thing;The event that would start each vacation off with a bang!
Then one year, who knows why, I decided to try a new routeSo I got out my map and I traced one I thought was a beauteAfter driving all morning I came to the top of a hillWhere a sign stood before me that promised a new kind of thrill
It said: "Entering Beverly"Which was lovely and not overbuiltAnd the pleasure of entering Beverly far outweighed any feelings of guiltI could say I'm contrite, but it wouldn't be rightFor the truth is that later that day,I found myself entering SharonIt was there, so was I, we enjoyed it; hey, what can I say?
By the next year I'd try any route just for novelty's sakeI was cursed with a thirst that no single township could slakeOh, at the wheel I looked calm, but inside I was running a mockWhen a sign in the road dead ahead sent me straight into shock
{gasp}
"Entering Lawrence"My god; I was out of control!And I'd no sooner finished with Lawrence,Then boom; I was entering LowelThen I backtracked and reentered LawrenceThen Quincy and Norton as wellAround midnight I pulled into Ethel and flopped in a fleabag motel
I slept fitfully in my clothingAnd awoke in a pool of sweat and self-loathingLying there, feeling lower than carion,A name came clear as a clarion
It said: "Entering Marion"And I thought, "What a fun little sign!"But the feeling of entering Marion had a kick that was hard to defineA rapturous rush, a physical flush, chills up and down the spineFor the few minutes I was in Marion, all Massachusetts was mine
Well, it got to be kind of an annual thing;The event that would start each vacation off with a bang!
Then one year, who knows why, I decided to try a new routeSo I got out my map and I traced one I thought was a beauteAfter driving all morning I came to the top of a hillWhere a sign stood before me that promised a new kind of thrill
It said: "Entering Beverly"Which was lovely and not overbuiltAnd the pleasure of entering Beverly far outweighed any feelings of guiltI could say I'm contrite, but it wouldn't be rightFor the truth is that later that day,I found myself entering SharonIt was there, so was I, we enjoyed it; hey, what can I say?
By the next year I'd try any route just for novelty's sakeI was cursed with a thirst that no single township could slakeOh, at the wheel I looked calm, but inside I was running a mockWhen a sign in the road dead ahead sent me straight into shock
{gasp}
"Entering Lawrence"My god; I was out of control!And I'd no sooner finished with Lawrence,Then boom; I was entering LowelThen I backtracked and reentered LawrenceThen Quincy and Norton as wellAround midnight I pulled into Ethel and flopped in a fleabag motel
I slept fitfully in my clothingAnd awoke in a pool of sweat and self-loathingLying there, feeling lower than carion,A name came clear as a clarion
