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Streets Of Pain

Richard Marx1991年1月1日

Streets Of Pain 歌詞

Streets of Pain

 

She's still another party blonde who has always had her way

 

Now just another hanger on with a faded resume

 

He's gonna be a leading man in the Gary Cooper mold

 

Now working at a pretzel stand

But it's him that's getting sold

 

Big dreamer gonna take the town

But she's running out of time

 

Still singing at a sleazy lounge to a house of drooling swine

 

Self satisfied narcissist with a body like a God

 

He's thinking that's all there is

But I don't want that job

 

Streets of pain

 

They don't hear the crying

 

Streets of pain

 

Never felt the tears

 

Streets of pain

 

They just keep on lying

 

Get it through your head

'Cause some things never change

 

Won't it finally be obvious that there's very little chance

 

Can't they see it's a Greyhound bus

And not their handsome prince

 

Isn't anybody satisfied with the average girl next door

Does she have to be glamorized

 

So the world will love her more

 

Streets of pain

 

Sinking like a rock in a river

 

Streets of pain

 

Never felt so cold

 

Streets of pain

 

Lower than a snake can slither

 

Not to mention all the stories never told

 

Pretty girl becomes a socialite

 

Standing in somebody else's light

 

Anything can happen late at night

 

In the morning she'll be out of sight

 

Made a million on a lucky streak

 

Threw it all away as foolishly

 

One of many comic tragedies

 

What else can there be

 

So you better get on the road to the desolation station

 

And you better bring all you own

It's a permanent vacation

 

We're waiting here with open arms

But it isn't what it seems

 

Just looking for the boulevard

On the trail of broken dreams

 

Streets of pain

 

They don't hear the crying

 

Streets of pain

 

Never felt the tears

 

Streets of pain

 

They just keep on lying

 

Get it through your head

Cause some things never change

 

Streets of pain

 

Sinking like a rock in a river

 

Streets of pain

 

Never felt so cold

 

Streets of pain

 

Lower than a snake can slither

 

Not to mention all the stories never told

 

Streets of pain Streets of pain

 

Streets of pain Streets of pain

 

 

Streets of pain Streets of pain