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<small>''Official lyrics not available. Especially unclear portions italicized.''</small> | |||
Sleepy-paced morning, dropping the paper<br> | |||
Down from my hands as I read it again<br> | |||
All of the ways there are of escaping<br> | |||
Still I go to the city, I go there today<br> | |||
<br> | |||
Down in the town, down in the station<br> | |||
Up in the city, it’s up to you<br> | |||
Pitch up the walls that you feel like reading<br> | |||
And finding which half of the city is ruling today<br> | |||
<br> | |||
Down in the road without any reason<br> | |||
I've got to get back in just a little while<br> | |||
Searching the stall for each and every bargain<br> | |||
And laughing at the latest styles<br> | |||
<br> | |||
Oh, it’s the silver minute<br> | |||
Oh, I can''’t'' tell you how<br> | |||
Oh, it’s the silver minute<br> | |||
Oh, can you feel it now<br> | |||
<br> | |||
Ladies with baskets, young girls with blushes<br> | |||
Old men with tales, young boys with style<br> | |||
Brushes and tin cans, an emptying market<br> | |||
Down with the shutters, and up to the sights<br> | |||
<br> | |||
On with the lights and into the evening<br> | |||
The neck-breaking pace of the social delights<br> | |||
Ladies on buses discussing their ''knitting''<br> | |||
And knife-throwing acts ''in'' the street-corner fights<br> | |||
<br> | |||
Oh, it’s the silver minute<br> | |||
Oh, I can''’t'' tell you how<br> | |||
Oh, it’s the silver minute<br> | |||
Oh, can you feel it now<br> | |||
<br> | |||
Oh, it’s the silver minute<br> | |||
Oh, I can''’t'' tell you how<br> | |||
Oh, it’s the silver minute<br> | |||
Oh, can you feel it now<br> | |||
Revision as of 01:30, 4 January 2019
Silver Minute
Official lyrics not available. Especially unclear portions italicized.
Sleepy-paced morning, dropping the paper
Down from my hands as I read it again
All of the ways there are of escaping
Still I go to the city, I go there today
Down in the town, down in the station
Up in the city, it’s up to you
Pitch up the walls that you feel like reading
And finding which half of the city is ruling today
Down in the road without any reason
I've got to get back in just a little while
Searching the stall for each and every bargain
And laughing at the latest styles
Oh, it’s the silver minute
Oh, I can’t tell you how
Oh, it’s the silver minute
Oh, can you feel it now
Ladies with baskets, young girls with blushes
Old men with tales, young boys with style
Brushes and tin cans, an emptying market
Down with the shutters, and up to the sights
On with the lights and into the evening
The neck-breaking pace of the social delights
Ladies on buses discussing their knitting
And knife-throwing acts in the street-corner fights
Oh, it’s the silver minute
Oh, I can’t tell you how
Oh, it’s the silver minute
Oh, can you feel it now
Oh, it’s the silver minute
Oh, I can’t tell you how
Oh, it’s the silver minute
Oh, can you feel it now
