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letra de roustabout - simple citizens

(excuse me queen…)

excuse me queen, i’ve written thoughts about you in a dream
and thought about turning thoughts to words to draw the scene
see i seen you a couple thousand times in magazines
so for now i navigate the sp-ce of in my submarine
now i’ve explored the shorts of book stores
periodically looked in periodicals and more
and my peers keep on telling me i’m falling off my ball
when i seen you in the 57 east [?]
ok, now reintroducing lonely laura horowitz
and this is where the sorrow hits, i’ve only seen her once
(only once?)
now how pathetic is that thought that, i could find that to be poetic
by one look, i was caught
by her face, and her graze, and her gaze
when i went and pulled my waist way back up off it’s placement
man i know it sounds basic, but it’s hard to get my statements ‘cross to her when her and i aren’t adjacent
not enough adjectives to adequately add here to her sheer presence
man i’ve learned some life lessons, like don’t try to compare your girl to a essence, or you’ll truly feel the vengeance
so i gotta keep it on the low man, you know how it goes, can’t be telling everybody everything that you know
can’t be getting no restraining orders
i know what my rights are, i’m just trying to see how right you are
wanna meet my parents? no need to be embarr-ssed, it’s convenient we got the same address
and i can address you as everything that’s home
family plan, even bought you a cellphone, just for safety, so i know exactly where you are
and safely say that you are safe under the stars
and if a star falls for you then it’s his scars, cause no law’s gonna keep me away from you, behind bars
this is my counselling, my aa, better thought clinic
man, my suicide-watch, detox, i’m idolistic
healing ’til i get this human being off my brain got my straitjacket on, insane, tryna maintain
but the voices in my brain keep saying “stop playing man”
go get it and stick a body in ‘back of your civic
there i go, i done did it, my lowdown crush
i should’a kept it on the hush, kept it on the-
this is my counselling, my aa, better thought clinic
man, my suicide-watch, detox, i’m idolistic
healing ’til i get this human being off my brain, got my straitjacket on, insane, tryna maintain
but the voices in my brain keep saying “stop playing man”
go get it and stick a body in ‘back of your civic
there i go, i done did it, my lowdown crush
i should’a kept it on the hush, kept it on the hush

so i’m, tryna take flight in this two prop plane
i got my goggles, my scarf and my weather-vane
and i wonder whether i have the courage in my vein
to approach it from the side “hey, what’s your name?”
which would surely be in vain ’cause it’s embedded in my brain:
i wanna read a soul like the needle reads the grain
hold umbrella overhead while we’re walking in the rain
squaring to the moon, now we will never be tamed
[?] his scissor hands, so i put down a different plan
which really [?], take my bow before my fall
when the summer spring (they the seasons that the city brings) subst-tute his [heart/hat] for the wind
explore the curves of the dirt-road, and [?], where we used to jump our bikes in the dry desert breeze
help our neighbour out with yard work, a penny for a leaf
then we’d take the streets and pick up a 12-piece
it goes, peace to girls but the city is my world
peace to girls but the city is my, city is my
(ok)
peace to girls but the city is my world
(one more time)
peace to girls but the city is my, city is my
ok i asked her to go steady at the simple age of nine
she wrapped her arms around my body, man, her fingers down my spine
and when the time, what is known, i would definitely know
because my curtains would glow and to school i wouldn’t go
the best gift ever, f-ck a ribbon and a bow
she never said she loved me but it definitely showed
i never said it neither but she definitely knowed
knew i was her number one from the day that i rolled, down the block on a big wheel at 4
i’m a big boy now, i no longer explore
like i did as a kid, and i no longer live in the city that they give me
hurried before i slid away, without saying goodbye
sometimes i come to visit, she don’t recognise i
“hey how ya doing? just wanted to say hi”
never believed it’s me because to her i have died

- simple citizens

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