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The girls on the streets all look sad in<br />this gold encrested little town<br />Why is that?<br /><br />Isn't this the town of dreams?<br />yeah... But it comes with a price<br />It's a town that never does anything<br />and yet takes all the credit<br />A place that promises so much,<br />But never has a thing to say,<br />Or a care in the world<br /><br />There is no memory here<br />No dream for itself but the dreams of others<br />And all over the world you talk of a place<br />you've only seen in re-runs<br />Immorallized for it's vice, and deified for it's carnage<br />(There's money in the air there)<br />(All you have to do is reach up and grab it)<br />In basements, garages, parking lots,<br />empty lots, schoolyards, town cars,<br />backrooms and more<br /><br />Diamonds are fashioned from expectations<br />and fortified on a steady diet,<br />of simple lives and red carpets<br />The ejaculating zeitgeist in nightvision<br />Culture is a punchline and emotion is blood in the water<br />The sharks here play games you can't fathom<br />But you flock here anyway<br />On college money and credit cards<br />Spend a week bullshitting yourself that it was all true<br /><br />All of it<br />Just to watch in horror as it all falls to<br />pieces under the gravity of reality<br />The stary eyes fade as it dawns on you<br />Nothing is garanteed<br />You are a part of the great divide<br />The choosen or the frozen<br />Now your mouth's away without a net<br />Your college money's a collage of debt<br />and your credit cards are all snapped in fucking half<br />time to wander a landscape bereft of mercy<br />This is now the backlot of your failed movie<br />A waking dream re-written without your permission<br />The real luster, the soft focus, the...<br />Soap opera vision is just the hindsight<br />of a world who's been lied to<br />Of sad surfs and untouchable lords<br /><br />You took a chance didn't you?<br />But chance didn't have a par for you this<br />time around, maybe next life<br />And you can't even walk home<br />The girls on the streets all look sad in this<br />cardboard cut-out little town<br />(huh) No wonder<br /><br />That's the only thing here that's real<br />The gold is for fools<br />And paradise is lost but the hungry have<br />never bothered with the cost<br />Day by day they fall away like rose pedals<br />Like ink that won't dry or fade<br />It just runs wild down cracks and crevices, grooves and folds<br />so I hope someone saves you before you get cold<br /><br />I really do<br />Because the girls are all sad in this little black book<br />If you don't beleive me, take a closer look<br />if you can
Letra nueva de la canción
The girls on the streets all look sad in<br />this gold encrested little town<br />Why is that?<br /><br />Isn't this the town of dreams?<br />yeah... But it comes with a price<br />It's a town that never does anything<br />and yet takes all the credit<br />A place that promises so much,<br />But never has a thing to say,<br />Or a care in the world<br /><br />There is no memory here<br />No dream for itself but the dreams of others<br />And all over the world you talk of a place<br />you've only seen in re-runs<br />Immorallized for it's vice, and deified for it's carnage<br />(There's money in the air there)<br />(All you have to do is reach up and grab it)<br />In basements, garages, parking lots,<br />empty lots, schoolyards, town cars,<br />backrooms and more<br /><br />Diamonds are fashioned from expectations<br />and fortified on a steady diet,<br />of simple lives and red carpets<br />The ejaculating zeitgeist in nightvision<br />Culture is a punchline and emotion is blood in the water<br />The sharks here play games you can't fathom<br />But you flock here anyway<br />On college money and credit cards<br />Spend a week bullshitting yourself that it was all true<br /><br />All of it<br />Just to watch in horror as it all falls to<br />pieces under the gravity of reality<br />The stary eyes fade as it dawns on you<br />Nothing is garanteed<br />You are a part of the great divide<br />The choosen or the frozen<br />Now your mouth's away without a net<br />Your college money's a collage of debt<br />and your credit cards are all snapped in fucking half<br />time to wander a landscape bereft of mercy<br />This is now the backlot of your failed movie<br />A waking dream re-written without your permission<br />The real luster, the soft focus, the...<br />Soap opera vision is just the hindsight<br />of a world who's been lied to<br />Of sad surfs and untouchable lords<br /><br />You took a chance didn't you?<br />But chance didn't have a par for you this<br />time around, maybe next life<br />And you can't even walk home<br />The girls on the streets all look sad in this<br />cardboard cut-out little town<br />(huh) No wonder<br /><br />That's the only thing here that's real<br />The gold is for fools<br />And paradise is lost but the hungry have<br />never bothered with the cost<br />Day by day they fall away like rose pedals<br />Like ink that won't dry or fade<br />It just runs wild down cracks and crevices, grooves and folds<br />so I hope someone saves you before you get cold<br /><br />I really do<br />Because the girls are all sad in this little black book<br />If you don't beleive me, take a closer look<br />if you can
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