Текст песни Neil Young - The Rent is Always Due
Neil Young - The Rent is Always Due слова песни
Youre still the childSuspended in spaceCrying out to youBeckons you to yet another fine placeWhere the trials of life are fewWho says you are coming onDont think youre living longThey wont remember youThe rent is always due.The cloudy menWho take their placeAnd stand in lineThey doKnow not ofThe satin faceThat separates them from youJust put your blue jeans onGrab your guitar and write a songDont think Im kidding youThe rent is always due.She rides a broomWith gold-plated strawAnd flutters aroundAnd diesThe brylcream foolsJust standing onDigesting all their livesBut then you walk alongAnd she starts coming onBeneath her melting broomThe rent is always due.