you In a blink of an eye, waving goodbye It's time you made your getaway In a suburb somewhere someone's quietly planning their getaway Traveling light
I met my baby by the station She said: "Can I help you with some information?" 'Cause your train gets out at a quarter to five But you could stay a while
If I were you I'd be taking it easy Kick back and relax for a little while We'll all still be here tomorrow Take time just to act like a little child
Small town girl goes west 'Cause she thinks it's the only way to stay alive Now, she knows best who's who 'n' who's not Who's hot and who's the more fly
Where would we be without the sand and the sea? Without a little help from the birds and the bees? My family tree depends on the future of a plea, I get
(Ottestad/Noreger) 1V: I wear the daylight like a suit that don't suit me I feel the sun poundin' down on my shoulders A grim reflection of my situation
Come on in from the rain now baby, come sail away with me Who's been there to take care of you lately? So put your trust in me Don't cry those tears anymore
Madeleine was a pretty little girl, why she didn't even hit sixteen All the boys in the neighbourhood took advantage of the little girl's dream Now they
't be you Tell all the plastic faces nothing they can do but: Be yourself be yourself be yourself Why do all the plastic people livin' in a plastic world Do what all the plastic people
Why you never trusted me I fully understand You never liked me jammin' with yo' brothers fonki band You build your trust on honest of which I ain't got
Like a bittersweet pill, the kind that gives you a thrill And then it lets you down, keeps you hanging on She's playing with my mind, there ain't nothing
band bump into the man with the masterplan Face to face Mr. Bassman pays for his ways and the better he plays E-string, A-string, D-string, G, tell all the people
Walkin' down the road, tryin' to lose my load Chick walks up to me and says "Man I feel so cold!" Do I have to shout, get your sad ass out! Freaks like
I'm a black man with a gun in my hand, I ain't got no job, no money to spend I never meant for things to be like this, but let me tell you man It's just
corner of a liquor store every day Over and above the crowd I'm on my cloud But nobody ever listens to what I say Could it be the way I portray my existence? People
Ladies and gentlemen, it is my absolute pleasure To introduce to you, here, tonight The Getaway People for you listening pleasure From the top of [Incomprehensible
Trust you to stand before me like an angel All dressed in sweet conceit, though I can't see it I'm running around in circles, but still I can't understand
you In a blink of an eye, waving goodbye It's time you made your getaway In a suburb somewhere Someone's quietly planning their getaway Traveling light
