West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band

West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band - Eighteen is Over the Hill (Markley/Morgan) songtekst

Je score:
Antique white lace, 

A plastic face,

A tinfoil place, 

An empty space,

You're so hung-up on yourself

And nothing else.



(chorus)



I like too much the rain,

The power of my brain,

The sunshine

And the open road,

Ahead of me.



Laughing because,

It's right to laugh,

Dress up at night,

In the right dress.

You can't change me

Into something

That I'm not.



(repeat chorus)

 

I'll hear your line,

Some other time,

When miming

Performance rhyme.

The way you feel,

It is so phoney

And unreal.



(repeat chorus twice)





						     



						     Thanks to mrk256@hotmail.com
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