Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dignity , by - Robyn Hitchcock. Song from the album Robyn Sings, in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 04.11.2002
Song language: English
Dignity |
| Fat man lookin' in a blade of steel |
| Thin man lookin' at his last meal |
| Hollow man lookin' in a cottonfield |
| For dignity |
| Wise man lookin' in a blade of grass |
| Young man lookin' in the shadows that pass |
| Poor man lookin' through painted glass |
| For dignity |
| Somebody got murdered on New Year’s Eve |
| Somebody said dignity was the first to leave |
| I went into the city, went into the town |
| Went into the land of the midnight sun |
| Searchin' high, searchin' low |
| Searchin' everywhere I know |
| Askin' the cops wherever I go |
| Have you seen dignity? |
| Blind man breakin' out of a trance |
| Puts both his hands in the pockets of chance |
| Hopin' to find one circumstance |
| Of dignity |
| I went to the wedding of Mary-lou |
| She said 'I don’t want nobody see me talkin' to you" |
| Said she could get killed if she told me what she knew |
| About dignity |
| I went down where the vultures feed |
| I would’ve got deeper, but there wasn’t any need |
| Heard the tongues of angels and the tongues of men |
| Wasn’t any difference to me |
| Chilly wind sharp as a razor blade |
| House on fire, debts unpaid |
| Gonna stand at the window, gonna ask the maid |
| Have you seen dignity? |
| Drinkin' man listens to the voice he hears |
| In a crowded room full of covered up mirrors |
| Lookin' into the lost forgotten years |
| For dignity |
| Met Prince Phillip at the home of the blues |
| Said he’d give me information if his name wasn’t used |
| He wanted money up front, said he was abused |
| By dignity |
| Footprints runnin' cross the silver sand |
| Steps goin' down into tattoo land |
| I met the sons of darkness and the sons of light |
| In the bordertowns of despair |
| Got no place to fade, got no coat |
| I’m on the rollin' river in a jerkin' boat |
| Tryin' to read a note somebody wrote |
| About dignity |
| Sick man lookin' for the doctor’s cure |
| Lookin' at his hands for the lines that were |
| And into every masterpiece of literature |
| For dignity |
| Englishman stranded in the blackheart wind |
| Combin' his hair back, his future looks thin |
| Bites the bullet and he looks within |
| For dignity |
| Someone showed me a picture and I just laughed |
| Dignity never been photographed |
| I went into the red, went into the black |
| Into the valley of dry bone dreams |
| So many roads, so much at stake |
| So many dead ends, I’m at the edge of the lake |
| Sometimes I wonder what it’s gonna take |
| To find dignity |