A paper pack of sugar, a plastic spoon and knife
A paper cup, a paper plate
A dif'rent girl each night
I'm gettin' tired of a paper and a plastic world
One that's not a lasting world
That's how I feel
I'm looking for a silver and a crystal world
Not an artificial world, but one that is real
Shiny plastic flowers, 'lectronic steeple chimes
Seem to be becoming the symbols of our times
But I'm looking for
A simple, sandy suntan world
Not a handy sunlamp world, but one that is true
I'm searching for the kind of honest joy
That I'll find in a girl
Like you
A paper cup, a paper plate
A dif'rent girl each night
I'm gettin' tired of a paper and a plastic world
One that's not a lasting world
That's how I feel
I'm looking for a silver and a crystal world
Not an artificial world, but one that is real
Shiny plastic flowers, 'lectronic steeple chimes
Seem to be becoming the symbols of our times
But I'm looking for
A simple, sandy suntan world
Not a handy sunlamp world, but one that is true
I'm searching for the kind of honest joy
That I'll find in a girl
Like you
envoyé par Bernart Bartleby - 3/3/2016 - 09:25
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Parole e musica di John D. Loudermilk, più noto come songwriter che come interprete, l’autore di canzoni come Indian Reservation (The Lament Of The Cherokee Reservation Indian) e Tobacco Road
Nell’album “John D. Loudermilk Sings A Bizarre Collection Of The Most Unusual Songs” del 1966