Parade

Look at your smiling face
In this godforsaken place
Where drinks are plenty for the credulous
Shakes it out on the scene
All for her TV dream
Crawling around like a rattlesnake
But when the day is done
Seems like it's just begun
How fun it is to mess around
Late at night I see the stars parade
All to the beat of the old city
I've got everything to make it too
And I want to be desired
Your eyes are cold and stone
More than I've ever known
Girl please don't lose yourself in here
Before the sleeping pills
Your love was payed in dollar bills
What are you trying to pretend
Fooling no-one but yourself
Late at night I see the stars parade
All to the beat of the old city sound
And I've got everything to make it too
I will stand out
From the crowd
You'd be surprised
Late at night I see the stars parade
All to the beat of the old city
And I've got everything to make it too



Credits
Writer(s): Pieter Peirsman, Slow Pilot
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