Cathy`s New Clown — текст песни (John Wesley Harding)

Sometimes when you get mystic
I have to leave the room
Another accident statistic
While the big bass drum goes boom
There`s an apocalypse now on Station Road
If there`s a nuclear winter, at least it`ll snow
Your talk turns all of me upside down
You turned up my ticket at the lost and found
And all I got was the current crown worn by
Cathy`s New Clown

Our enemies are at the border
We couldn`t go back too soon
Be a nice girl and don`t take orders
That`s what they`re saying in the back room
You got a big black box that I can`t get a look in
And I wanna look at you but I don`t get a look in
I`m like a talking head with the sound turned down
Or Pavlov`s dog when he wasn`t around
I`m just a little bit lost so I`m heading downtown to be
Cathy`s New Clown

One upon a time
I didn`t know you
That`s the way the story goes
But how I wish, how I wish you`d let me show you
That I love the lines but hate the clothes
That`s the way it goes

Turn the speakers up to ten now
Listen to what he has to say
Watch out there`s a body talking body-talk
A big mouth just gets in the way, hey
When I`m with you, there`s something to it
You know the old lie and you can see through it
But now I`m alone and I`m homeward bound
Cover my tracks up and cover new ground
Put down the purse cos I`m buying this round
I`m putting pepper down for the pack of bloodhounds
And all I need is a single sound, I`ll be
Cathy`s New Clown
Here he comes.....