Penthouse And Pavement
Lyrics
Sweat my youth away With the rules we have to play Speeding through your magazine Pistol, pavement, no TVfull lyrics...
Sweat my youth away With the rules we have to play Speeding through your magazine Pistol, pavement, no TVfull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
electric rock instrumentationa subtle use of vocal counterpoint
a subtle use of paired vocal harmony
acoustic rhythm piano
intricate melodic phrasing
major key tonality
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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Here comes the night time Here comes the night time Make me free at last Pistol, pavement, no TV Publishers: EMI VIRGIN MUSIC, INC, WARNER/CHAPPELL MUSIC LTD As you face the wall Here comes my role Credit, bleeding with the mob God make it this time or never at all My career fits like a glove Or downtown with the mob Sweat my youth away Work and work, full time, part time An no one admits they're crying aloud No one knows the way I feel Here comes my role Here comes the daylight Talk and talk, no time Or downtown with the mob With the rules we have to play Hello to my soul Goodbye to the pavement Before your chance has gone Hello to my soul Love to love, daytime, right time Dreams become ideals Uptown in the penthouse Here comes my job All my life Anytime at all Now, here comes my job Captain this lead role and you'll be the one Goodbye to the pavement Speeding through your magazine Songwriters: Glenn Gregory, Ian Craig Marsh, Martyn Ware Knowing no orders can come from above Here comes the daylight Shine and shine, this time, my time Uptown in the penthouse Night time burnt inside Here comes my job Feel safe in the crowd




