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John Wesley Harding - Cathy's New Clown lyrics
Sometimes when you get mystic I have to leave the room Another accident statistic While the big bass drum goes boom There's an apocalypse now on Station Road If there's a nuclear winter, at least it'll snow Your talk turns all of me upside down You turned up my ticket at the lost and found And all I got was the current crown worn by Cathy's New Clown Our enemies are at the border We couldn't go back too soon Be a nice girl and don't take orders That's what they're saying in the back room You got a big black box that I can't get a look in And I wanna look at you but I don't get a look in I'm like a talking head with the sound turned down Or Pavlov's dog when he wasn't around I'm just a little bit lost so I'm heading downtown to be Cathy's New Clown One upon a time I didn't know you That's the way the story goes But how I wish, how I wish you'd let me show you That I love the lines but hate the clothes That's the way it goes Turn the speakers up to ten now Listen to what he has to say Watch out there's a body talking body-talk A big mouth just gets in the way, hey When I'm with you, there's something to it You know the old lie and you can see through it But now I'm alone and I'm homeward bound Cover my tracks up and cover new ground Put down the purse cos I'm buying this round I'm putting pepper down for the pack of bloodhounds And all I need is a single sound, I'll be Cathy's New Clown Here he comes..... |
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