Letra de One Long Day
City life is closing in on me The way things go, thirty years, Bus timetable'll be my elegyUp at seven every working day Pay comes in, pay goes out It's a week-by-week charadeGeneral panic in the marketplace Boss found hung in office Could not stand the paceAnd as the peak-hour traffic jams below Someone gets the story, someone spreads the rumour People come and goYou go to move You got to go You go to be somebody And you've got to roll You got to stop You got to change You got to make a little money And be a little strangeI wandered down along the river last night Call me romantic, I say I couldn't sleep 'Til the first-light struck me downPadding homeward on the inside lane Early morning, the freeway's cool and quiet Dodging rubber stainsPeople talking in a seaside bar I ain't sentimental, but Lord Sometimes I get that gypsy urge to travel farYou know I'll disappear some long weekend Find a mangrove landscape Stretch out along some busted jetty Forget who I amYou go to move You got to go You go to be somebody And you got to roll You got to stop You got to change You got to make a little money And be a little strangeOne long day Is all it takes to steal her heart away One long night It's all right, you've done it again And soft, low words The slender ladies, beneath the cafe fans One long dayLayed by dreams Cotton dresses, a Spanish border town Dreams so far From the subways, the crowds heading home Close each day In technicolor, a million miles away One long night and you're aloneMeanwhile City ways Life goes creeping on Sometimes I get the blues Lord I get the blues so bad Meanwhile City ways, Lonely life goes creeping on Sometimes I get the blues Lord I get the blues so bad Know I get the blues so bad And meanwhile City ways, lonely life goes creeping on And on and on, on and on Sometimes, I get the blues Lord, Lord I get the blues so bad So bad, so bad So bad