Mrs. Carver says she's sorry She knows enough not to worry But what does she know about crime? Believes the town is sinking The price of forward thinking
Angel broke her wing oh, you poor thing The hum of the motor gave way to The tick tick ticking of the clock and the rattle of springs The Buick's in the
It must be summer, 'cause the days are long And I dial your number but you're gone, gone, gone I set out searching but the car won't start And it must
Oh yeah, we're going to the laser show Oh yeah, we're going to the laser show Come on baby now don't you know We're going down to the laser show They
Monday gonna take a ride on The N train down to Coney island With the money I saved Gonna get me engraved Drink down a lot of Basil Hayden Get kicked
When you think you've found something Worth holding on to Were you reaching for attention Hoping she would notice you? Collecting bottles and thrown
Go, hippie skip down the old road Don't even see me, do you at all Some days you get so tired of hanging Trying to deep-fry all your boredom Big hippie
gotta go when human nature calls We're driving, we're driving Through the valley of malls And God forgive the passengers if we should fail To find a penny fountain
I know this girl named Denise She makes me weak at the knees She drives a lavender Lexus She lives in Queens but her dad lives in Texas (Sha la la la
Here we are at last, the moment soon will pass We'll go our separate ways, we'll vanish in the haze We'll never be the same, we'll forget each other's
from boy to man I got it made, I got it down I am the king of this island town I'm on my own, I'm on my way Down Utopia, Utopia Parkway And while I
Have you seen that girl With the strange look on her face? She's a pretty little thing but she's lost Lost in space She's in another world Yeah, she'
turned from boy to man I got it made I got it down I am the king of this island town I'm on my own I'm on my way Down Utopia Parkway And while I'm waiting
번역: 웨인 분수. 유토피아 파크 웨이.
Angel broke her wing Oh, you poor thing The hum of the motor gave way to The tick tick ticking of the clock And the rattle of springs The Buick's in
Mrs. Carver says she's sorry She knows enough to worry But what does she know about crime? Believes the town is sinking The price of forward thinking
I know this girl named Denise She makes me weak at the knees She drives a lavender Lexus She lives in Queens but her dad lives in Texas {sha la la la
Go, hippie Skip down the old road Don't even see me, do you at all Some days you get so tired of hanging Trying to deep - fry all your boredom Big hippie
