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Ray Stevens

The Great Escape

 

The Great Escape

(альбом: Even Stevens - 1968)


Looking down, I see a carpet of pavement, cold and hard and dirty underneath my feet
Looking up, I see a blanket of smog and smoke stacks, cinders falling down and choking me
And on all sides, a massive wall of human flesh is crowding, pushing, shoving me
This great big city gets me down, but when the ev'ning roles around, at last I'm free

Time for the great escape, the great escape
Make my way on down the freeway
To the country where the air is fresh and clean
Ba ba dee ba da ba da bay (ba ba dee bee dee dee bee dee day)
Away from all the noise and city streets
Out where the flowers bloom so sweet
And the grass is always meadow green
And the birdies sing, "Tweedle-dee-tweet" (tweet tweet tweet tweet)
There's a girl with golden hair
She's waiting there with love and kisses just for me
Hey, we've got a little something, vision home
A little nest to call our own and there we're gonna raise a family

Ev'ry day, I go to work, I'm just a clerk, they've got a card for me to punch
They keep me working hard, I've got so much to do, there's barely time enough for lunch
My shirt and tie is choking me, this whole routine is messing up my mind
A prisoner from 9 to 5, the thought that's keeping me alive is quitting time

Time for the great escape, the great escape
Make my way on down the freeway
To the country where the air is fresh and clean
Ba ba dee ba da ba da bay (ba ba dee bee dee dee bee dee day)
Away from all the noise and city streets
Out where the flowers bloom so sweet
And the grass is always meadow green
And the birdies sing, "Tweedle-dee-tweet" (tweet tweet tweet tweet)
There's a girl with golden hair
She's waiting there with love and kisses just for me
Hey, we've got a little something, vision home
A little nest to call our own and there we're gonna raise a family
Whoa, and we're gonna live so happily

Time for the great escape, the great escape
Make my way on down the freeway
To the country where the air is fresh and clean
Ba ba dee ba da ba da bay (ba ba dee bee dee bee dee day)

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