I - I was I was shaken down in a toy town He - He?s out there You know it?s Kennedy?s shadow From White Cross to Michigan ATMs in the air Oh yeah machines they are spinning out everywhere
The speaker is speaking Can you hear the sound The listener is listening as he hits the ground The medium or the message but there?s no one around
I couldn?t believe the stars of Warburton Were waiting for me We were dancing We were dancing on the plain Were looking through the window Didn?t see any buffalo there We got our pipe dreams They went up in smoke dreams Burn it clean in the climate control Of our hypermart malls Don?t want to talk about Elvis Presley Don?t want to see his white shoes walking around and Around and around and around over here The press baron?s acting up the mainframes are down The newspapers crawling around on the ground The medium or the message Still there?s no one around
I couldn?t believe the stars of Warburton Were waiting for me
Over the hills and mountains we go So far so far away For the ring of the axe on the ironbark For the smell of the wallaby stew From the golden reefs to the sandstorm cliffs Came the sheep pens of the mallee plain The wind blew the soil to the Orient We?ll be shouting to the skies again
I couldn?t believe the stars of Warburton Were waiting for me
I couldn?t believe the stars of Warburton Were living in me, raining down on me
I couldn?t believe the stars of Warburton Were washing down on me I - I was I was shaken down in a toy town He - He?s out there You know it?s Kennedy?s shadow From White Cross to Michigan ATMs in the air Oh yeah machines they are spinning out everywhere
The speaker is speaking Can you hear the sound The listener is listening as he hits the ground The medium or the message but there?s no one around
I couldn?t believe the stars of Warburton Were waiting for me We were dancing We were dancing on the plain Were looking through the window Didn?t see any buffalo there We got our pipe dreams They went up in smoke dreams Burn it clean in the climate control Of our hypermart malls Don?t want to talk about Elvis Presley Don?t want to see his white shoes walking around and Around and around and around over here The press baron?s acting up the mainframes are down The newspapers crawling around on the ground The medium or the message Still there?s no one around
I couldn?t believe the stars of Warburton Were waiting for me
Over the hills and mountains we go So far so far away For the ring of the axe on the ironbark For the smell of the wallaby stew From the golden reefs to the sandstorm cliffs Came the sheep pens of the mallee plain The wind blew the soil to the Orient We?ll be shouting to the skies again
I couldn?t believe the stars of Warburton Were waiting for me
I couldn?t believe the stars of Warburton Were living in me, raining down on me
I couldn?t believe the stars of Warburton Were washing down on meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
