Текст песни Plant Robert - Tin Pan Valley
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Текст песни Plant Robert - Tin Pan Valley
I come from the tin pan valley and I'm moving right alongI live on former glory, so long ago and goneI'm turning down the talk shows, the humour and the couchI'm moving up to higher ground - I've found a new way outThese parasols and barbecues and loungers by the poolThe late night conversations filled with twentieth-century coolMy peers may flirt with cabaret - some fake the rebel yell( )Me, I'm moving up to higher ground - I must escape their hellLet me suspend my thirst for knowledge in your powder, sweat and sighsA grudge of Christian women - a stain of spotless wivesA perfect destination inside a perfect worldI take the bottle to the baby - you take the hammer to the pearlLike this - like this --Every day's like Sunday, down here on memory laneSalad days and no good ways drive me quite insaneA cocktail-clouded troubadour attempts to speak in tonguesHe's said enough - I'm through the door - I'm moving right alongLike this - like this --