Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Faces , by - Blondie. Release date: 25.11.1980
Song language: English
Faces |
| Faces |
| Cracked for reason beyond recognition |
| Uh-huh |
| His space is |
| At the Palace, he sleeps for twenty five cents |
| Uh-huh |
| Now he’s wiping headlights |
| Windshields with an old rag |
| It isn’t nine to five |
| Down and dirty, he’s an old tramp |
| He poses like a dead man |
| The night train passes by |
| Money’s |
| Not the answer for princes and dancers |
| Uh-huh |
| He’s standing under street lights |
| He’s thinking of his old life |
| He lost his pretty young wife |
| The corner is his big plan |
| His brunch with Jim and jitters |
| Boston blue laws isn’t for shitters |
| And newsprint is for cheaters |
| Cement mattress for believers |
| A dirty old bum |
| He’s a dirty old bum |
| He can’t say «Yes» |
| He can’t forget it A dirty old bum |
| Now he’s shooting power curves |
| His buddies think he’s got some nerve |
| Mrs Face had other lovers |
| Her arms smothered other numbers |
| He freezes |
| Christmas season, all saints protect him |
| Uh-huh |
| His face is |
| Cracked for reason beyond recognition |
| Ah |