Luxuria
Public Highway
I am the public highway, babyI'm no place for pretence or protocolI could take youBy way of a garden cityI could run you alongThe Libido del SolI am this street nowI am the street where you liveSee me from your windowAnd be a fugitiveBack of beyond the horizonI cut and stretchThe outer space of open airIf there's somewhereYou just have to be, babeOh let me be your thoroughfareI am this street nowI am the street where you liveSee me from your windowAnd be a fugitiveThere is a pale swampA glacierLetras de cancionesWaxy crystal carAnd the smell of wood smokeIs on the evening breezeAnd your engine's hummingLike a pleasure boatIn the distance of the heatTearing the blossom off the treesWe pass by Pere LachaiseAnd broken fencesWe pass hospitalsIn the San Fernando ValleyAnd all of my tricksAnd turns and inclinationsYou can't find them in your Rand McNallyLive now, live a thousand other livesLive now, and learn the secret names of timeLive now, all at once and foreverLive now, and you'll be all mineI am this street nowI am the street where you liveSee me from your windowAnd be a fugitive
From Letras Mania