Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 1955, artist - Hilltop Hoods. Album song Drinking From The Sun, Walking Under Stars Restrung, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 18.02.2016
Record label: Hilltop Hoods
Song language: English
1955 |
You know when you’re doing a song about a small town |
You gotta start it with a cliche, you know what I’m sayin' |
Time moves a little slower here |
The paint peels 'cause the summers here are so severe |
And we’re nowhere near no where you would know of |
Locals here pride, they show up just to show off |
Four men take a load off, just to watch the day go by |
Philosophizing with their friends like they’re Plato |
They prophecize on the bench by the main road, right |
They got advice; |
I’m like «Ayo, if you say so guys.» |
But what do they know, Fox News got 'em lit |
They’re shockers, fundamentalists, the new communists |
A girl with a shopping list, clutch her handbag close |
I’m like «damn man"then it’s all backhands, jokes |
'Cause I’m a gentlemen, but then again most of us are |
First name basis in the bank, the post-office, the bar |
The grocery, parks, hey lady I ain’t tryna grab your pension |
The old men on the bench hum |
«Direct from the transistor radio in your lounge room. |
It’s the entertainment |
that the whole family can enjoy.» |
«Well I say looking slick will do the trick so try Barry’s Brylcreem cream |
today!» |
Well lets go, lets go |
We’re living in the days when everybody sayin' |
«What a time to be alive» |
But I’m feeling out of place like I live in outer space |
'Cause it seems I’m stuck in time |
It’s like we ride through life |
Right in the shadow of the cold war |
It gets so quiet at night |
Like martial law took a hold of '55. |
Time moves a little slower here |
A day feels like a week, a weekend feels like it could go a year |
And we’re nowhere near nothing, man it’s so true |
I don’t tell 'em where I’m from, I tell 'em where I’m close to |
And I can go through an Atlas and show you on a map but |
You’d still look me sideways and treat me like I’m backwards |
But that’s just fine, it so happens I’m |
Happy living in a city that is trapped in time |
While you’re lined up in traffic I’m |
Not panicked 'bout transit, I’m back in time |
For a TV dinner and an early night |
'Cause we get dressed to travel, got an early flight |
Been doing laps of the earth while doing laps of the sun |
Tryna put where I’m at on the map 'cause where I’m from |
Would never get a mention, but all that and then some |
Once again the old men on the bench hum |
«And across the country they came in waves. |
Thousands upon thousands of flying |
discs descending from the planet Mars.» |
«For the closest shave try a Wilson’s razor today.» |
Well lets go, lets go |
We’re living in the days when everybody sayin' |
«What a time to be alive» |
But I’m feeling out of place like I live in outer space |
'Cause it seems I’m stuck in time |
It’s like we ride through life |
Right in the shadow of the cold war |
It gets so quiet at night |
Like martial law took a hold of '55 |
Where I go, where I go |
This will always be home, no matter |
Where I go, where I go |
This will always be home, no matter |
Where I go, where I go |
This will always be home, no matter |
Where I go, where I go |
This will always be home |
«If you can’t beat the summer heat then what you need is a Wordell’s. |
Wordell Refrigerators: the cooler choice.» |
«The dieting revolution taking the world by storm.» |
Well Montaigne lets go |
We’re living in the days when everybody sayin' |
«What a time to be alive» |
But I’m feeling out of place like I live in outer space |
'Cause it seems I’m stuck in time |
It’s like we ride through life |
Right in the shadow of the cold war |
It gets so quiet at night |
Like martial law took a hold of '55 |