Norm Archer - South Parade

I wanna get out of the country
The country a la city
I wanna get out
I wanna get out of the city
The city country is on fire
And I'm sure I would perspire
When I see you
So can I see you?

Like I saw you walking out
Of a South Parade pier show
Lifeless life priorities
And I've wasted all you know
A lucky blow

When it comes down to a broad church
There is no known address
Passive boys are laying someone's former friends to rest

Expect you to try to be something
Without love nor therapy
'Stead it's liars with lawyers
And white collar jailbirds we know
And don't we know

Written by:
William Pearce

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