Текст песни David Bowie - The London Boys
David Bowie - The London Boys слова песни
Cow bell strikes another night
Your eyes are heavy and your limbs all ache
You`ve bought some coffee, butter and bread
You can`t make a thing cause the meter`s dead
You moved away
Hold your folks you`re gonna stay away
Bright lights, Soho, Wardour street
You hope you make friends with the guys that you meet
Somebody shows you round
Now you`ve met the London boys
Things seem good again, someone cares about you
Oh, the first time that you tried a pill
You feel a little queasy, decidedly ill
You`re gonna be sick, but you mustn`t lose faith
To let yourself down would be a big disgrace
With the London boys, with the London boysYou`re only seventeen,
but you think you`ve grown
In the month you`ve been away from your parents` home
You take the pills too much
You don`t give a damn about that jobs you`ve got
So long as you`re with the London boys
A London boy, oh a London boy
Your flashy clothes are your pride and joy
A London boy, a London boy
You think you`ve had a lot of fun
But you ain`t got nothing, you`re on the run
It`s too late now, cause you`re out there boy
You`ve got it made with the rest of the toys
Now you wish you`d never left your home
You`ve got what you wanted but you`re on your own
With the London boys
Now you`ve met the London boys
Now you`ve met the London boys
Now you`ve met the London boys