Blondie Lyrics

Album: Autoamerican

Faces Lyrics

Faces

 Cracked for reason beyond recognition

 Uh-huh

 His space is

 At the Palace, he sleeps for twenty five cents

 Uh-huh

 Now he's wiping headlights

 Windshields with an old rag

 It ain't nine to five

 Down and dirty, he's an old tramp

 He poses like a dead man

 The night train passes by

 

 Money's

 Not the answer for princes and dancers

 Uh-huh

 

 He's standing under street lights

 He's thinking of his old life

 He lost his pretty young wife

 The corner is his big plan

 His brunch with Jim and jitters

 Boston blue laws ain't for shitters

 And newsprint is for cheaters

 Cement mattress for believers

 

 A dirty old bum

 He's a dirty old bum

 He can't say "Yes"

 He can't forget it A dirty old bum

 

 Now he's shooting power curves

 His buddies think he's got some nerve

 Mrs Face had other lovers

 Her arms smothered other numbers

 

 He freezes

 Christmas season, all saints protect him

 Uh-huh

 His face is

 Cracked for reason beyond recognition

 Ah