Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Shame, artist - Alan Price. Album song The Price to Play, in the genre Иностранная авторская песня
Date of issue: 02.04.2020
Record label: Secret
Song language: English
Shame |
Johnny walks down the main street |
With a briefcase in his hand |
He’s been working all day in a white collar job |
Which he was told was the promised land |
He kisses Mrs. Norma on the cheek |
And that’s his little son Sam |
But meanwhile we know at the back of his neck |
That Johnny would rather be dead |
But it doen’t bother anybody no more |
Life has closed the door |
Shame, shame, shame, shame, shame |
Jenny’s on the switchboard holding the line |
For a gentleman in Bombay |
She doesn’t have to bother listen to him |
'Cause she doesn’t care what he says |
She cleans her nails with a paperclip |
And watches the clouds roll by |
And nobody seems to understand |
That there’s a tear in Jenny’s eye |
But it doen’t bother anybody no more |
Life has closed the door |
Shame, shame, shame, shame, shame |
But it doen’t bother anybody no more |
Life has closed the door |
Shame, shame, shame, shame, shame |
Jenny’s on the switchboard holding the line |
For a gentleman in Bombay |
She doesn’t have to bother listen to him |
'Cause she doesn’t care what he says |
She cleans her nails with a paperclip |
And watches the clouds roll by |
And nobody seems to understand |
That there’s a tear in Jenny’s eye |
Jenny’s on the switchboard holding the line |
For a gentleman in Bombay |
She doesn’t have to bother listen to him |
'Cause she doesn’t care what he says |
And Johnny walks down the main street |
With a briefcase in his hand |
He’s been working all day in a white collar job |
Which he was told was the promised land |