Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Life in Art, artist - Mojave 3. Album song Excuses for Travellers, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 14.05.2000
Record label: 4AD
Song language: English
My Life in Art |
Wendy gets high for the 2nd show |
I watch her dance and I watch her flow for a dollar |
She dreams of Vegas and the desert strips |
Where she can dance and she can make a lot of money |
She left her home in a pick-up truck |
Left her husband when he beat her up and now she works all night |
But the Kansas wind won’t freeze her heart |
No, the rain just rolls right off her back, she’s gonna be alright |
Just tell me 'bout the boulevards |
Tell me 'bout your life in art |
Yeah, tell me 'bout the boulevards |
'Cause Europe always seemed so far |
Look so young and you talk so old |
Lighten up, babe, I just might take you home if you’re lucky |
You read some books and they broke your heart |
But you don’t know one thing about life, you’re just a pretty boy |
And those bums on the corner will take your time |
Sell you their stories for a nickel and a dime, you could learn something |
And she stares so hard at those neon lights |
I swear to God, she’s gonna bust them up, she’s gonna bust them up Just tell me 'bout the boulevards |
Yeah, tell me 'bout your life in art |
Yeah, tell me 'bout the boulevards |
'Cause Europe always seemed so far |
She laughs as she lights a cigarette |
Throws her arms around my head |
She says, «I'll kill you, I’ll kill you just for trying |
I’ll kill you just for trying» |
'Cause you don’t have the money, you don’t have the money |
Just buy me a drink and we’ll call it quits |
Tell me all about your pretty boy face |
Yeah, tell me all about your pretty boy face |