Текст песни Pete Townshend - Brooklyn Kids
Pete Townshend - Brooklyn Kids слова песни
Girl is on a white sheetShe`s tripped in a trance,While her friends go out and danceShe`s alone don`t ask me whyThis kid from Brooklyn criesBoy struts on the main streetHe`s dressed for affectBut his eye`s reveal he`s really redHe`s all alone don`t ask me whyThis kid from Brooklyn criesAnd their both just a mile apartJust streets away from a kindred heartBut they might as wellBe an ocean between themThere might as wellBe an ocean between themYou and me just can`t relateWe got love given on a plateIs it love or is it fateWere not aloneSame girl in the sunshineSuch a perfect shapeAnd he can`t talk, he just passed againShe walks alone don`t ask me whyThis kid from Brooklyn criesSame boy doing cell timeHanging his head, Pickup didn`t go quiet as plannedHe feels alone don`t ask me whyThis kid from Brooklyn criesAnd their both just a mile apartJust streets away from a kindred heartBut they might as wellBe an ocean between themYes there might as wellBe an ocean between them