Spaceship Races

(альбом: Writer - 1970)

Baby, you're so frazzled
Spinning around in a busby swirl
With all that razzle-dazzle
I know at heart you want a down-home girl

Aw, ya know I want to take you to the spaceship races
Watch 'em do a few laps around the sun
But if you don't go in for far-off places
I'll take you home with me
When the day is done

Baby, you're so scattered
Your span of attention is shrinking fast
Your brain's been battered
By all the disappointments of the recent past

Aw, ya know I want to take you to the spaceship races
Watch 'em do a few laps around the sun
But if you don't go in for far-off places
I'll take you home with me

Didn't I see you walking on Main Street
Looking in the windows
Waiting by turnstiles
Thinking of things you thought you'd like to buy

Living off dreams stored up in film cans
Looking at screens just waiting your turn while
You looked up and saw a rocket in the sky

Aw, ya know I want to take you to the spaceship races
Watch 'em do a few laps around the sun
But if you don't go in for far-off places
I'll take you home with me
When the day is done
When the day is done