More songs by Nourished by Time
Description
Associated Performer, Programmer: Marcus Brown
Mastering Engineer: Frank The Carvery
Engineer, Mixing Engineer, Producer: Nourished by Time
Composer Lyricist: Marcus Brown
Lyrics and translation
Original
Shakedown, 1979.
Cool kids never have the time.
On a live wire right up off the street, you and I should meet.
Jump up, skipping like a stone.
Headlights pointed at the dawn.
We were sure we'd never see an end to it all.
And we don't even care to shake these zipper blues.
And we don't know just where our bones will rest to dust. I guess
God invented us all to be young and alone.
Double cross the bacon and the board.
They're not sure just what we have in store.
More feet than city slipping dues down at sea.
And we don't even care.
As restless as we are, we'll be the hope in the land of a thousand years.
Boredom ends, lamented at the show to the lights and towns below.
Yesterday, the city of sound.
Yesterday, we thought it out beneath the sound of our own.
Justine never knew the rules.
Hung down with the freaks and fools.
No apologies ever need be made.
I knew you better than you faking to see.
That we don't even care to shake these zipper blues.
And we don't know just where our bones will rest to dust.
I guess
God invented us all to be young and alone.
Street heats the urgency of now.
As you see, there's no one around.