Elton John - Gauguin Gone Hollywood lyrics
[Elton John - Gauguin Gone Hollywood lyrics]
He talks a lot but never
Talks to anyone at all
He shakes his fists at busses and
Old posters on the walls
He knows someone who knew something about JFK
But his friends are just the shadows
In the halls and alleyways
The rumbling frozen pipes whisper
Secrets in the night in the coffee grounds
His fingers sketch a portrait of his wife
She knew the legal eagle when his
Wings swept through the stars
Before he shut the furnace down
And sealed away his heart
It's Gauguin gone Hollywood again
A sleeping giant inside a rabbit's skin
Tahitian doors beyond the painted veil
Another simple mind adrift
Like Gauguin going Hollywood again
The day lacks color
Days are duller than a butter knife
Rusty water running through hands out
Of touch with life
A man of independent means
He'd have us all believe
A soul who throws his wings away
Before he goes to sleep
If only for a moment
The dead weight were alive
An invitation for the flame to
Shine a light inside
Illuminating darkness, giving him release
Then someday in his trash can
We'll find a masterpiece
Like Gauguin going Hollywood again
Talks to anyone at all
He shakes his fists at busses and
Old posters on the walls
He knows someone who knew something about JFK
But his friends are just the shadows
In the halls and alleyways
The rumbling frozen pipes whisper
Secrets in the night in the coffee grounds
His fingers sketch a portrait of his wife
She knew the legal eagle when his
Wings swept through the stars
Before he shut the furnace down
And sealed away his heart
It's Gauguin gone Hollywood again
A sleeping giant inside a rabbit's skin
Tahitian doors beyond the painted veil
Another simple mind adrift
Like Gauguin going Hollywood again
The day lacks color
Days are duller than a butter knife
Rusty water running through hands out
Of touch with life
A man of independent means
He'd have us all believe
A soul who throws his wings away
Before he goes to sleep
If only for a moment
The dead weight were alive
An invitation for the flame to
Shine a light inside
Illuminating darkness, giving him release
Then someday in his trash can
We'll find a masterpiece
Like Gauguin going Hollywood again