Song Length |
3:58 |
Genre |
Blues - Rock, Rock - Roots/Rock n' Roll |
Lyrics
A Change of Scene I need a safer brand of cigarette-- some desert island they ain't discovered yet- A yellow raincoat I can wear like a glove deep in the jungles of moneylove- I guess I'm looking for a change of scene- C'mon, Honey, don't you know what I mean? Across the nationwide shopping mall-- hillbilly lodges and union halls-- marrying's scary and you own on loan, and prices vary on homegrown. I keep looking for a change of scene- C'mon honey don't you know what I mean? Yeah Yeah, Yeah Yeah . . . I never met you-- I can't forget you-- I never saw you-- still I recall-- And as for leaving why should I let you, till I hear Gabriel call . . . Across the nationwide shopping mall-- hillbilly lodges and union halls-- marrying's scary and you own on loan, and prices vary on dog-bones. I'm still looking for a change of scene- C'mon honey don't you know what I mean? I never met you-- I can't forget you-- I never saw you-- still I recall-- And as for leaving why should I let you, till I hear Gabriel call . . . Yeah Yeah, Yeah Yeah . . . In isolation with a bloodied nose I'm watching window-shoppers trading blows, and punks in postures of self-defense are reading German on the park bench . . . How come I'm looking for a change of scene?