Cathys 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

Theres an apocalypse now on station road

If theres a nuclear winter, at least itll 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

Cathys new clown



Our enemies are at the border

We couldnt go back too soon

Be a nice girl and dont take orders

Thats what theyre saying in the back room

You got a big black box that I cant get a look in

And I wanna look at you but I dont get a look in

Im like a talking head with the sound turned down

Or pavlovs dog when he wasnt around

Im just a little bit lost so Im heading downtown to be

Cathys new clown



One upon a time

I didnt know you

Thats the way the story goes

But how I wish, how I wish youd let me show you

That I love the lines but hate the clothes

Thats the way it goes



Turn the speakers up to ten now

Listen to what he has to say

Watch out theres a body talking body-talk

A big mouth just gets in the way, hey

When Im with you, theres something to it

You know the old lie and you can see through it

But now Im alone and Im homeward bound

Cover my tracks up and cover new ground

Put down the purse cos Im buying this round

Im putting pepper down for the pack of bloodhounds

And all I need is a single sound, Ill be

Cathys new clown

Here he comes.....