Saturday, September 07, 2013
"Telephones ringing, in empty rooms..."
"Night is down on insect town
I'm sitting glued to the glowing tube
Tear as tedium, is flowing slow
about crying for something I could really use
We're worker ants?, or we're ants with wings?
saying "God I'm high" or "Christ, I'm late",
asking girls and women, "won't you show me the way
to the crumple sheets and naughtier things?"
But it's sad, it's so sad
Old people shouldn't take it quite so bad, I know,
but its sad, sad, sad...
Well the sadness of a lone dead star on late night T.V.,
the sadness of shooting away your bloom,
and of old crumpled men in their workday suits
and telephones ringing in empty rooms
All the birds 've flown from the back of town
and a family i know, has built an ark.
It's been raining long in a steady flow
and newspaper headlines, read bad and stark
But it's sad, it's so sad...
Old people never had it, quite so bad...
and it's sad, sad, sad...
well the sadness of a lone dead star late night T.V.,
the sadness of shooting away your bloom,
and of old crumpled men, in their workday suits
and telephones ringing in empty rooms, ok..."
Uno de los dos temas en uno ( el otro:"White trash" ) por 1983, de quien podría ser? del pelado de Roma!!
