Drowse
(专辑: A Day At The Races - 1976)
It's the
sad-eyed, goodbye, yesterday moments I
remember It's the
bleak street, weak-kneed partings I
recall It's the
mistier mist The
hazier days The
brighter sun And the
easier lays There's all the
more reason for laughing and crying When you're younger and life isn't too hard at all It's the
fantastic drowse of the
afternoon Sundays That bored you to rages of tears The
unending pleadings, to waste all your good times In thoughts of your middle aged years It's a
vertical hold, all the
things that you're told For the
everyday hero it all turns to zero And there's all the
more reason for living or dying When you're young and your troubles are all very small Out here on the
street We'd gather and meet And scuff up the
sidewalk with endlessly restless feet Half of the
time We'd broaden our minds More in the
poolhall than we did in the
schoolhall With the
downtown chewing-gum bums Watching the
nightlife, the
lights and the
fun Never wanted to be the
boy next door Always thought I'd be something more But it ain't easy for a
smalltown boy It ain't easy at all Thinking it right, doing it wrong It's easier from an armchair Waves of alternatives Wash at my sleepiness Have my eggs poached for breakfast I
guess I
think I'll be Clint Eastwood Jimi Hendrix, he was good, William The
Conqueror Now, who else do I
like?