Lirik Lagu The Sound Of North America - The Beautiful South
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(Heaton/Rotheray)Ginger Elvis Presley looked a fraction sadRoaming the whole town from bin to binWell living on the streets wasn't all that badWhere no-one seemed to know that he was King
The sound of New York Cityisn't police sirens wailingIt's the sound of Wall Street tillswhilst everyone is failing
Sometimes you feel expensivesometimes you feels so cheapYou can roam the streets a Kingwhilst everyone's asleepYou can mime to any recordwith a hairbrush or a spoonBut God help the singer out of tune
A crippled Mohammad Alilooked at bad luck in the mirrorBad luck looked back at him and sighedHe looked a good foot smallerand a couple of stone thinnerAnd if anyone came toward himhe would hide
The sound of North Americaisn't Christians quietly prayingIt's the sound of shuffling feetthat don't know where they're going
Sometimes you feel expensivesometimes you feels so cheapYou can roam the streets a Kingwhilst everyone's asleepYou can fight with anybodywith a glimmer of a chanceBut God help the boxer with no hands
A homeless Greta Garbomoves across the streetThe moonlight shining clearlythrough her skirtA real life living legendthat no-one wants to meetAnd that's when being Garboreally hurts
The lyrics of "New York"may have Frank Sinatra singingBut the rhythm and the melodywere dead black men swinging
Sometimes you feel expensivesometimes you feels so cheapYou can roam the streets a Queenwhilst everyone's asleepYou can act with anybodyfrom the cradle to the cryptBut God help the actresswho doesn't know the script
The sound of New York Cityisn't police sirens wailingIt's the sound of Wall Street tillswhilst everyone is failing
Sometimes you feel expensivesometimes you feels so cheapYou can roam the streets a Kingwhilst everyone's asleepYou can mime to any recordwith a hairbrush or a spoonBut God help the singer out of tune
A crippled Mohammad Alilooked at bad luck in the mirrorBad luck looked back at him and sighedHe looked a good foot smallerand a couple of stone thinnerAnd if anyone came toward himhe would hide
The sound of North Americaisn't Christians quietly prayingIt's the sound of shuffling feetthat don't know where they're going
Sometimes you feel expensivesometimes you feels so cheapYou can roam the streets a Kingwhilst everyone's asleepYou can fight with anybodywith a glimmer of a chanceBut God help the boxer with no hands
A homeless Greta Garbomoves across the streetThe moonlight shining clearlythrough her skirtA real life living legendthat no-one wants to meetAnd that's when being Garboreally hurts
The lyrics of "New York"may have Frank Sinatra singingBut the rhythm and the melodywere dead black men swinging
Sometimes you feel expensivesometimes you feels so cheapYou can roam the streets a Queenwhilst everyone's asleepYou can act with anybodyfrom the cradle to the cryptBut God help the actresswho doesn't know the script
