Small Town Hero
London Town
Paul McCartney & Wings
Walking down the sidewalk on a purple afternoon
I was accosted by a barker playing a simple tune
Upon his flute - toot toot toot toot
Silver rain was falling down
Upon the dirty ground of London Town
People pass me by on my imaginary street
Ordinary people it's impossible to meet
Holding conversations that are always incomplete
Well, I don't know
Oh, where are there places to go
Someone somewhere has to know
I don't know
Out of work again the actor entertains his wife
With the same old stories o
Paul McCartney & Wings
Walking down the sidewalk on a purple afternoon
I was accosted by a barker playing a simple tune
Upon his flute - toot toot toot toot
Silver rain was falling down
Upon the dirty ground of London Town
People pass me by on my imaginary street
Ordinary people it's impossible to meet
Holding conversations that are always incomplete
Well, I don't know
Oh, where are there places to go
Someone somewhere has to know
I don't know
Out of work again the actor entertains his wife
With the same old stories o
Girl With The Clandestine Heart
I´m the projector
And you are the silver screen
I dwell in darkness
You are what is seen
And I live for you
Live for you
Live for a long time dear
And it´s been so nice
Been so nice
Been so nice to have you here
To have you near
Oh, I do care
I see your face
Everywhere
So I drink, drink, drink
Drink ´til I´m beautiful
Drink, drink, drink
Drink ´til I´m pitiful
& I remember in november
& I do still
There where hints & alligations
& vodka & pills
& I remember in december
Your hand in mine
There where heartaches & tootheaches
>From all the warm wine
But I live for you...