Текст песни Golden Earring Desperately Trying To Be Different

Lizzy the lizard, met an angry young snake
With forked-tongue grace, by the name of Jake
A yellow eyed diamond back rattler
In the chill-out room, of the `wildlife saloon`
She admired his skin, Jake said it was fake
And Liz said: &who cares, it don`t really matter&

A question to raise, why people these days
Like slaves to a craze
Are somehow hell bent, yet always content
with fortune`s spent
On desperately tryin` to be different

Willy the weasel said to Sammy the snitch
Let`s go to the dogs and bet on that bitch
The greyhound that runs like a panther
They made a big score, went to the hi-fashion store
They bought two suits of shark skin furs, ermine and mink
All decked out for the next chapter

Nancy the nympho, yelled at Lola La Leech
&I need a permanent wave with lots a bleach,
I wanna look like a cheap German dancer&
She could pass for a queen, in a second hand dream
Inside the gloom of the `wildlife saloon`
The wolf whistles, sounded just like laughter

A question to raise, why people these days
Like slaves to a craze
Are somehow hell bent, yet always content
with fortune`s spent
On desperately tryin` to be different

Текст добавил Kiss Of Death 7.12.2015 17:14

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