Nadine
The guards in the watchtowers
Count down the hours While all of their telephones ring The power lines catch fire And smell like burned tires As the falling bombs whistle and sing. And I know a girl there With long curly blonde hair And I hope she remembers my name. Cause this ain't our home now We got nowhere to go now And ain't nothin ever gonna be the same. So Nadine, where ya been tonight? Nadine, it's time to leave. This town ain't never gonna see us again. The smokers bum smokes While the jokers tell jokes But nobody finds 'em too funny. The tycoons sell stars From the trunks of their cars With their greasy hands all over our money. And the nurses get frisky While the doctors drink whiskey And laugh at the hearbeat machine. Their scalpel's been sharpened, Their liquor's been darkened, They're arguing over Nadine. Nadine, where ya been tonight? Nadine, it's time to leave. This town ain't never gonna see us again. So the radio plays a song And we all sing along But don't recall a single word that we say But we'll blast out our lungs Til the gas tank is done And we'll have to walk the rest of the way Now there's ears on the road For a story that's told And sold to the highest bidder Some folks are gonna bluff you Others are gonna cuff you Nadine'll do both if you let her. Nadine, where ya been tonight? Nadine, it's time to leave. This town ain't never gonna see us again. It was just about too late When I jumped the fencegate And landed in the garden of the queen My car was turned over It was burnin on clover And that's when I found my Nadine So please loan me some tokens My wrist watch is broken Not a single train is runnin on time And we gotta move fast, baby Or we'll turn into ash, baby And be sleepin in the dirt and the lime Nadine, where ya been tonight? Nadine, it's time to leave. This town ain't never gonna see us again. |
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