Tytuł: My favourite buildings

• Wykonawca: Robyn Hitchcock
• Wyświetleń: 279

My favourite buildings are all falling down
   Seems like I dwell in a different town
   But why should I bother with painting them brown
   When they'll all be pulled down in the end
   My favourite buildings stretch upwards for miles
   Remind me somehow of your favourite smiles
   Like oak leaves in autumn cascading on stiles
   In the rain
   Nobody seems to know how long
   All of these buildings belong
   Till they become part of you
   People get down on your knees
   Buildings are like a disease
   You could wind up in a zoo
   And most people do
   (cha)
   My favourite buildings are all laid to waste
   One might as well sculpt a statue from toothpaste
   And someday I could have a fifty-inch waist
   It's all free
   For my favourite buildings
   And me