Boots In The Sky
Lyrics:
Black leather goth girl
In the market hall
She could live here forever
If she lived at all
And a cowboy from Belgium
In a white T-shirt
Getting smashed for the weekend
In the Camden dirt
Boots in the sky, you're frightened
Lovers run by, enlightened
Robots go bad, we fear them
Lovers go mad, we hear them
Walk on by, street scene
Lifetime high, be seen
Underground tube stop
Ballroom blitz, bass drop
You're on fire, I'm cool
Hot desire, old school
Band of the moment plays downstairs
No money left but then who cares
Girl with a Gibson
In a music pub
Riffing two chords an hour
She can join the club
Gang of pretenders
In a white limo
Getting down with the hipsters
By the lock below
We're here too late, we know it
Our lovers' fate, we blow it
Alice has gone, forever
Please kiss me now, or never
Walk on by, street scene
Lifetime high, be seen
Underground tube stop
Ballroom blitz, bass drop
You're on fire, I'm cool
Hot desire, old school
Band of the moment plays downstairs
No money left but then who cares
Why don't we stay here
This feels like home
Telegram Sam
Is in the Hawley Arms
And his iPhone is buzzing
In his sweaty palms
There's a cut-out of Amy
Looking out upstairs
But the action is elsewhere
So his girlfriend swears
Boots in the sky, we're frightened
Lovers run by, enlightened
Robots go bad, we fear them
Lovers go mad, we hear them
You're on fire, I'm cool
Hot desire, old school
Band of the moment plays downstairs
No money left but then who cares
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