Young man made it to the city Searching through the wet streets Looking for a rock 'n' roll band Caught the rip off train to freedom A line of agents holding out their hand
Work your arses off forever Midnight highways really bring you down But you're there and you're working So don't complain, so many miss the train
Find a sound, lay it down They say it's underground Starts to sell, do it well But you never can tell
Now the young man's star shines brightly Breaking hearts, his records in the charts Finds it hard to freak twice nightly Falls in love, the hardest fall of all
Find a sound, lay it down They say it's underground Starts to sell, do it well But you never can tell
He was just a lonely boy A very well known clown He was just a lonely boy and down
Find a sound, lay it down They say it's underground Starts to sell, do it well But you never can tellTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
