Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Town Called Luckey, artist - Rilo Kiley. Album song rkives, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 01.04.2013
Record label: Big Blue Boat, Deprecious
Song language: English
A Town Called Luckey |
Happy birthday, you’re halfway to 60 |
You have no land of your own |
A job you despise |
And a lover that’s means |
And you started noticing a disturbing thing |
Birds eating other birds just beyond the screams |
So you packed up your things and hopped on the freeway headed east |
And you drove for eight days aimlessly |
Telling yourself to be humble |
Singing to yourself to be free |
Being full aware that it’s a middle aged crisis type thing |
And you drove 'til you saw a sign for a town called Luckey |
Spelled L-U-C-K-E-Y |
Where the sugar towers rise til the line and meet the streets |
Shanked into a motel, slipped on cardboard sheets |
I covered the bloodstained matress underneath |
Went to the local bar and you got yourself a drink |
Telling yourself to be humble |
Singing to yourself to be free |
It’s a middle aged crisis type thing |
It was the most ragtag group you had ever seen |
A slender man with a moustache, a bowsize and nothing between |
Looking like a preacher son who had given in the devil-worshipping scene |
He was a real looker and he bought you a drink |
And you proceeded to tell him everything |
And you getting a bit hysterical it seemed |
You laughed like a carburettor then you screamed |
Oh the doubt and the disbelief |
Telling yourself to be humble |
Singing to yourself to be free |
It’s a middle aged crisis type thing |
And he told you how he came to be As an alterboy by his father’s knees |
And how he came to lose his faith |
There was no touching but advances were made |
And his father’s hand in slow motion it was approaching him |
And the doubt and disbelief crept over his young heart like the black ocean |
A stormcloud, a hurricane if you will |
A stormcloud, a hurricane |
Telling yourself to be humble |
Singing to yourself to be free |
It’s a middle aged crisis type thing |
It’s a middle aged crisis type thing |
Go home lady, find yourself happy |
It’s just a middle aged crisis type thing |
It’s a middle aged crisis type thing |
It’s a middle aged crisis type thing |
It’s a middle aged crisis type thing |
It’s a middle aged crisis type thing |
It’s a middle aged crisis type thing |