Mando Diao

Mando Diao - Bleecker Street lyrics

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Fog's rollin' in off the East River bank Like a shroud it covers Bleeker Street Fills the alleys where men sleep Hides the shepherd from the sheep

 

Voices leaking from a sad cafe Smiling faces try to understand I saw a shadow touch a shadow's hand On Bleeker Street

 

A poet reads his crooked rhyme Holy, holy is his sacrament Thirty dollars pays your rent On Bleeker Street

 

I head a church bell softly chime In a melody sustainin' It's a long road to Caanan On Bleeker Street Bleeker Street

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Language: English

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