Peter Murphy
Roll Call
On a long and winding grey paved street
Your breath the only friend
Chattering others surrounding you
You're going out again
It's a laugh and a gas new crowd
You tell yourself
While buttoning up your new red shirt It's been a twenty years of doing this Just the same night into night Day into day With your preset mind Wake up with a preset mind With no self control And you decide to call the Roll Call Of the socialites who mortified Can't see as far as their next surprise Yah, happy with nothing but the sweet F.A. of the night Believing that they're alive and well
But if asked
They have nothing to tell
Except the words of a clashing rhyme
I'll calmed and out of sync
Even real sounds like a zero
To a brain in lip sync Roll' Letras de canciones
On a long and winding grey paved street
Your breath the only friend Chattering others surrounding you
You're going out again
It's a laugh and a gas new crowd You tell yourself
While buttoning up your new red shirt It's been a twenty years of doing this Just the same night into night Day into day Forget your preset mind Roll
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