Bring Prudence
And We'd Rhyme for Kierkegaard
How about you start this day by waking up in the bed with post modernism?And then shrieking and running away from himIt's dusty outside because the atmosphere is a chandelierBut not in our heads, in our heads it's a picture with soundThese people we see, they don't know, they don't tip in a restaurantThey think love is a passion and rhyme is a word on the streetDear friends, there's just no way to escape the radio wavesSo let's fry the old duck, it's still dry, it's the best you can have.And if you had a winter hat and I had a Sicilian accent,Then we'd be a parade on the streets on a day offWith the orchestra booming and brasses diluting the airwaysNeighbours stepping outside with their kids, what's that beautiful sound
From Letras Mania