Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pan-American Blues , by - Silver Jews. Song from the album Starlite Walker, in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 23.10.1994
Record label: Drag City
Song language: English
Pan-American Blues |
| A fifth on decoration day for the doctor that fixed my arm |
| The federales back from Tuscon, each one got an arm gone |
| Limehouse Pratt got dim inside |
| Can’t see the painted ladies runaround at night |
| A wood-paneled room |
| My cigarette fumes waltz and dissolve just for you |
| There’s gonna be a truce |
| There’s gonna be a truce |
| There’s gonna be a truce |
| But first you got to set your horses loose |
| A jaguar simmering in a cage |
| Give him a chance |
| Can you tell the answer from the ants? |
| History’s got its walking papers |
| Can’t get enough of the make-up |
| That makes it look so tough |
| Well, it seems just like a freeze-out |
| Seems just like a freeze-out |
| Seems just like a freeze-out |
| An undisclosed, deeply wooded |
| Lose your way route |