Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Between the Houses, artist - The Paper Kites.
Date of issue: 17.04.2018
Song language: English
Between the Houses |
There’s gotta be a better place than bourbon street on a Friday |
She don’t want hand grenades or hurricanes |
Got had by a shoe shiner just to hear his speech |
Now every time they ask her where she got those shoes |
She says «I got them right here on my feet» |
In a dive bar off the boulevard down an alleyway |
She smiles and I can tell this is what she’s talking about |
And the brothers gathered round the jukebox she said «I'm just passing through» |
Put a quarter in and played her song |
The whole damn room approved |
They like her style and I do too |
You don’t want fake rain while you’re sleeping |
You don’t want the praise when you lose |
Beneath the streets, between the houses |
All you want is a little truth |
East side of the village up in New York City |
Late nights running round trying to find the underground |
Hidden bars and speakeasies — convinced there’s another world |
Of things we’re missing out on |
And all you want is to unfurl to the wind |
Blow the roof off this whole town |
And I want to say I admire how you go |
Seeing all the best in everyone |
Between the houses and the billboard signs |
All we want is a little truth |