Smalltown — текст песни (Reed Lou)

When you`re growing up in a small town
When you`re growing up in a small town
When you`re growing up in a small town
You say no one famous ever came from here
When you`re growing up in a small town
and you`re having a nervous breakdown
and you think that you`ll never escape it
Yourself or the place that you live
Where did Picasso come from
There`s no Michelangelo coming from Pittsburgh
If art is the tip of the iceberg
I`m the part sinking below
When you`re growing up in a small town
Bad skin, bad eyes, gay and fatty
People look at you funny
When you`re in a small town
My father worked in construction
It`s not something for which I`m suited
Oh, what is something for which you are suited ?
Getting out of here
I hate being odd in a small town
If they stare let them stare in New York City
As this pink eyed painting albino
How far can my fantasy go ?
I`m no Dali coming from Pittsburgh
No adorable lisping Capote
My hero, oh, do you think I could meet him ?
I`d camp out at his front door
There is only one good thing about small town
There is only one good use for a small town
There is only one good thing about small town
You know that you want to get out
When you`re growing up in a small town
You know you`ll grow down in a small town
There is only one good use for a small town
You hate it and you`ll know you have to leave