Tytuł: Right to fly

• Wykonawca: PJ Harvey
• Wyświetleń: 250

Bowling along the street like an empty carton
   Mouthing words to music no-one else can hear
   Rolling in the gutter like a stolen hubcab
   The force field means no-one will come near
  
   I've got a right to fly
   And you're wrong to bring me down
   I've got my head in the clouds
   And my feet on the ground
   I've got a right to fly
   And you're wrong to bring me down
   I've got a right to fly
  
   Try and engage some conversation
   But people's teeth grind and hackles rise
   And then they get that glazed look in their eyes
   They press a tarnished coin into my greasy mitt
   My clothes catch the rain, the sun, the sweat
  
   I've got a right to fly
   And you're wrong to bring me down
   I've got my head in the clouds
   And my feet on the ground
   I've got a right to fly
   And you're wrong to bring me down
   I've got a right to fly
  
   One last soldier behind a shield of offense
   People attacking with curled lips and glances
   Mind grows propellers and pilots
   And retro-rockets taking off to where the alley wind dances
  
   I've got a right to fly
   And you're wrong to bring me down
   I've got my head in the clouds
   And my feet on the ground
   I've got a right to fly
   And you're wrong to bring me down
   I've got a right to fly
  
   You're wrong
   You're so wrong