Song Description
what does it all mean? ... done in a pseudo mink deville fashion .... long live willy deville ... he is the street and is timeless .... long live avenue D
Song Length |
4:09 |
Genre |
Rock - Classic, Rock - General |
Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Lyrics
You may be out of touch with the world and the way it turns round and round
you may be weak in the knees and your house may fall to the ground
you may be deep in the fire and still not feel the burn ... cause you're weak in the head, too proud or too stupid to learn
you may be out of touch with the moon and the way that it shines
you may be crazy ... or loco .... or out of your mind
oh honey, my darling, the last thing I wanted to do
was mess it all up and be out of touch with you
you may be out of touch with the law ... what's right and what's wrong
the ins and the outs ... the ups and the downs ... the dance and the song
you hear people say that rules were made to be broken in two
but what comes around goes around baby .... I know that is true
you can love yourself .... or somebody else.... or maybe no one at all
be out on a limb all alone afraid you're gonna fall
but every once in a while someone special comes out of the blue
and they grow accustomed to the nearness of you
you may be out of touch with you church and the words that they say
or you just hate your job and you don't want to go in today
cause ain't there always some one who'll tell you what's right to do?
well answer me this .... did you put them in charge of you?
so you can carry their flag and march with their sword?!
get a pat on the back or some other reward
well take a good look around you .... make sure that things are the way they should be
or some monday morning you're gonna wake with a start
have a pain in your head and a fear in your heart ...
and you're wondering .....
WHAT IS MY PLACE
IN THIS WORLD?
HOW DID I END UP THIS WAY
LOOKING FOR SOMETHING
I SEE MY FACE IN EVERY FACE THAT I SEE
OUT THERE ON LONELY STREET
where we're all nothing .... we're all nothing