Song Description
A cautionary tale of life in the big city.
| Song Length |
4:04 |
Genre |
Pop - General |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Language |
English |
| |
Lyrics
Coming from a small town
Gonna bring the world down
You gonna do everything
You made it to the Big Smoke
But you wound up flat broke
Ticking away
When you got there it ain't quite what is seems
The people talking they don't know what they mean
Chorus
All alone - running from the desert soul
All alone - running from the desert soul
Fall in with a fast crowd
Gonna party gonna get down
Gonna do everything
Lose track of the days now
Lose track of the way how... things used to be
Cause when you got there it ain't quite what it seems
The people talking they don't know what they mean
When you get there man you go down so slow
The desert soul it eats you up as a rule
Chorus x2
It's the same old story
Came looking for glory
Gonna find it, gotta find yourself
You keep running down the wrong track
To try to get it all back
Are you running from the desert soul
When you got there it ain't quite what it seems
The people talking they don't know what they mean
And when you get there you go down so slow
The desert soul eats you up as a rule
Chorus x2