Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Real Gone, artist - Bill Nelson. Album song Noise Candy, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 06.06.2002
Record label: Cherry Red
Song language: English
Real Gone |
| Well some of us are born with the look of the stoned |
| In every sense, the look of the stones |
| In all senses, and with no sense at all |
| Some of us are born to be beat and stoned |
| I’m lying, but believe me it’s true |
| You can float my boat, if you really want to |
| Check my pockets and search my soul |
| Rock my socks with your rigmarole |
| Real gone, real gone, really, really gone |
| Real gone, real gone, really gone |
| Holy Father, Holy Mother, holy city of holy ghosts |
| Holy relics, honey coated, golden throated, glorious |
| Beginner’s mind, sailor in skin-boat |
| Boho-maestro, tremulous |
| She had lustre, she wore pearls |
| I watched her legs, fabulous |
| Real gone, real gone, really, really gone |
| Real gone, real gone, really gone |
| What kind of coffee do dreamers prefer? |
| Where are the gifts that time confers? |
| Watches, glasses, soft-pack cigarettes |
| Hearts on chains and rainy umbrellas |
| I’m lying, but believe me it’s true |
| I’ll count your blessings if you want me to |
| Paint blue sky with blazing paint |
| Twist and shout, like a beatnik saint |
| Real gone, real gone |
| Real gone, real gone |