Faithless
Faithless - Postcards songtekst
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New York, New York temperature`s droppin` The band`s out shoppin` not stoppin` till ears pop cops protect shops, lotsa yellow cabs and bell hops An` it never stops I`m waiting to do an interview, so much to tell you Today i feel close enough to smell you Additional date they were planning just fell through Florida`s out, we fly September 22 to Heathrow So there`s not really long to go Tonight will be a brilliant show lettin` you know I miss you more than four hits the floor at a party Send my love to everybody Honey I`m writing from DC, feelin` quasy Stayin` healthy on the road isn`t easy The T.M. Recommend Sanatogen Not one of them could resist takin` the piss I miss you like a lock on the door what`s more I go to sleep with my Walkman `cos half the crew snore Don;t mean to be a bore, everybody`s been great But there`s fifteen of us on a bus state to state So I stay up late with a tape or meditate By bed is travellin` at 55 mph When we make it to L.A. I`ll still be miles away It`s not my best day I`m gonna get some rest God Bless We just stopped at a diner so I`m takin` time To write a few lines. I`m fine, sun`s hinin` Bus driver`s reclinin` on the grass aas the truck`s pass Gleamin` with a flash of sunlight from the glass On the windscreen. As for us there`s too much to relate W`ve done five gigs but we`re only in our third state America`s big! You`d love how they pile up your plate Only place in the world even I could gain weight Our next day is Wilmiginton, Delaware, open air There`s a rumour Melle Mel`ll be there Anyway, All the best, God bless I`m yawning I really miss watchin` you get dressed in the morning