Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tony Adams, artist - Joe Strummer & The Mescaleros. Album song Rock, Art And The X-Ray Style, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.1998
Record label: Mercury
Song language: English
Tony Adams |
Tonight there was a power cut in the city of madness |
And all conversations died in the burst of the solar flare |
In the darkness an angel won the beauty pageant |
Stroboscopic snowflakes fell from the stratosphere |
And all the neon blew down funky Broadway |
And shorted out the eastern shore |
Only saxophones and beach trombones |
Were left to shout out «we all need a little more» |
I’m waiting for the rays of the morning sun |
Somebody tell me clearly, has the new world begun? |
Let all the wailing wail, let the drummer drum |
We’re waiting for the rays of the morning sun |
Hey, the morning sun |
Whoa, the morning sun |
Hey hey, the morning sun |
Has anybody seen the morning sun? |
I’m lost in a world beyond the lost city |
I’m looking for a phone and I can’t find one |
Got a Tony Bennett eight-track in the hotel, pity |
The moon turned around and shot someone |
I’m lost in a mack truck, Jack, in the city of words |
Only dead men stomp on the brake pedals in the city of nerves |
Sow me some reaps, Jack, I’m dead on the heap |
Show me some glycerine, Mack, downhill is so steep |
I’m waiting for the rays of the morning sun |
Somebody tell me clearly, has the new world begun? |
Let all the wailing wail, let the drummer drum |
We’re waiting for the rays of the morning sun |
Hey, the morning sun |
Whoa, the morning sun |
Hey hey, the morning sun |
Has anybody seen the morning sun? |
Late news breakin', this just in |
Late news breakin', this just in |
The whole city is a debris of broken heels and party hats |
I’m standing on the corner that’s on a fold on the map |
I lost my friends at the deportee station |
I’ll take immigration into any nation |
I’m waiting for the rays of the morning sun |
Somebody tell me clearly, has the new world begun? |
Let all the wailing wail, let the drummer drum |
We’re waiting for the rays of the morning sun |
Hey, the morning sun |
Whoa, the morning sun |
Hey hey, the morning sun |
Has anybody seen the morning sun? |