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Utwór: Otis and Marlena

  • wykonawca: Joni Mitchell
  • wyświetleń: 968


     Marlena under Foster Grants
  She's undercover from the drawns advance
  That girl is travel-drained
  And the neon mercury vapor stained
  Miami sky
  It's as red as meat
  It's a cheap pink rose
  Otis in the driver's seat
  Watches the street lights fade away
  On louvered blocks in green sea air
  In fluorescent fossil yards
  Slippers are shuffling into golding chairs
  Freckled hands are shuffling cards
  They've come for fun and sun
  While Muslims stick up Washington...
  Otis empties out the trunk
  On the steps of that celebrated dump
  Sleazing by the sea
  Bow down to her royal travesty -
  In her ballrooms heads of state -
  In her bedrooms rented girls -
  Always the grand parades of cellulite
  Jiggling to her golden pools
  Through flock and cupid colonnades
  They jiggle into surgery
  Hopefully beneath the blade
  They dream of golden beauty...
  They've come for fun and sun
  While Muslims stick up Washington...
  Marlena, whie as strecher sheet
  Watches it all from her 10th floor balcony
  Like it's her opera box
  All those Pagliacci summer frocks
  Otis is fiddling with the TV dial
  All he gets are cartoons and reruns
  She taps her glass with an emery file
  Watching three rings in the sun
  The golden dive, the fatted flake
  And sizzle in the mink oil
  It's all a dream
  She has awake
  Checked into Miami Royal
  Where they've come for fun and sun
  While Muslims stick up Washington...
  Dream on
  Dream on
  Dream on
  Dream on
  Dream on
  

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