New Frontier (Album Version)

New Frontier - Donald Fagen

Lyrics by：Donald Fagen

Composed by：Donald Fagen

Yes we're gonna have a wingding

A Summer smoker underground

It's just a dugout that my dad built

In case the reds decide to push the button down

We've got provisions and lots of beer

The key word is survival on the new frontier

Introduce me to that big blonde

She's got a touch of Tuesday Weld

She's waering Ambush and a French twist

She's got us wild and she can tell

She loves to limbo that much is clear

She's got the right dynamic for the new frontier

Well I can't wait 'till I move to the city

'Till I finally make up my mind

To learn design and study overseas

Do you have a steady boyfriend

'Cause honey I've been watching you

I hear you're mad about Brubeck

I like you eyes I like him too

He's an artist a pioneer

We've got to have some music on the new frontier

Well I can't wait 'till I move to the city

'Till I finally make up my mind

To learn design and study overseas

Let's pretend that it's the real thing

And stay together all night long

And when I really get to know you

We'll open up the doors and climb into the dawn

Confess your passion your secret fear

Prepare to meet the challenge of the new frontier