I kissed you Remembered candles lit with meaning I imposed But that escaped you With your brown eyes and your blue jeans I heard the chiming of the clocks
Översättning: Aztec Camera. Pianon och klockor.
bed And ya don't know how these urges, all these urges, can be so very very misread C'mon baby, was it something I said? (Various oh oh's and yea yea's) When the sun, the stars up in the sky, you know it's girl o'clock
I put a towel on the floor by the two inch gap under the door Now they can't see me any more Check the locks so they can't clock but they can listen
In the crib on this rainy day, I'm chilling Glass pianos and Portuguese drapes, hang from the ceiling Persian rugs, Moroccan sofas I walk to the house
sigh She's old enough to know better The king of marigold was in the kitchen Cooking breakfast for the queen The queen was in the parlor Playing piano
baby's comin' home I just gotta call her bout an hour ago And that's a little darlin' since she love me so She's gonna come in on the one o'clock plane
Playing piano for the children of the king Cry, baby, cry Make your mother sigh She's old enough to know better Cry, baby, cry At twelve o'clock a meeting
Autumn's coming in through the yard, Marching like a grandfather clock The badges he wears are tattered and old Like shredded ribbons of bright read and
's always night Well it's always night Yeah I'll go to Rome Rooftop slums Dead beneath pipes and gypsy drums Shade of my cash and drop my class Rent out a piano
hood with a passion And I ain't talkin' that action Jackson When I come you better run for ammo Or get played like a fuckin' piano And yo, we got my
as a kid; ballet and jazz, dance, soccer, piano. I was always in trouble, always bein' a ham. when I was 5 we were all on the stage with these cardboard clocks
as a kid, ballet and jazz, dance, soccer, piano, I was always in trouble, always being a ham. When I was 5 we were all on the stage, with these cardboard clocks
Deliciously I drink up all your tears On a piano out of tune I sit and persevere Deliriously I eat up all your words And jumble them around Till they
clock is right twice a day Oh when I am on a mission, tell everyone who?ll listen And I?m using my decision for you I pawned my piano, to pay for the
It's nine o' clock on a Saturday the regular crowd shuffles in There's an old man sitting next to me Makin' love to his tonic and gin. He says, "Son can
to stick up the past We'll hold today to ransom 'Til our quartz clock stop until yesterday Oh, until yesterday, until yesterday 'Til our quartz clock
It's nine o'clock on a Saturday the regular crowd shuffles in There's an old man sitting next to me Makin' love to his tonic and gin He says, Son
