The Legendary Pink Dots - Down From The Country lyrics
[The Legendary Pink Dots - Down From The Country lyrics]
Down from the country, oh he had such plans
About making some money, about living
Being a man
Packed his belongings in a battered old case
Yes that look of fulfillment
Well it stretched across his face
Thought about his new life
Maybe he'd find himself a girl share
A flat and a mattress
Sure, they'd build that Brave New World
Take a job in an office, start low but proud
He could work all the hours
Hours the clock would allow
And he'd reach new horizons
Put some money away
Buy a house in the suburbs
Maybe have a son on the way
Yes, down in the country: schemes and
Dreams stretch high, no limitations
They train you right
You take the whole world on a whim
Down in the station with his foot on his
Case, well he met some new friends
Said they'd show him round the place
And they bought him a burger
And they showed him the sights
And he played Space Invaders
Oh he got stoned by the light
Then down to the nightclubs
Bought him all of his drinks
And the sweet-smelling ladies, well
They're looking just at him
Had a glass too many, had nowhere to go
And he tripped on a table
They said: Time we walked you home
And they each took a shoulder
Brought a grin to his face
Gentle limp through the doorway
Gently lifted up his case
Short-cut through the alley
Stopped a while for a rest
Fingers rifled his pockets but no success
And they spread his belongings
In the dirt and
The rain, and of course they found nothing
As he feebly tried to explain
Now down in the country
Sort things out with your fists
And he never had a prayer as the
Switchblade cut his wrists, his chest
His arms and the neon gods took him
And they showed him the ropes
Now he hops down the alley - a city ghost
About making some money, about living
Being a man
Packed his belongings in a battered old case
Yes that look of fulfillment
Well it stretched across his face
Thought about his new life
Maybe he'd find himself a girl share
A flat and a mattress
Sure, they'd build that Brave New World
Take a job in an office, start low but proud
He could work all the hours
Hours the clock would allow
And he'd reach new horizons
Put some money away
Buy a house in the suburbs
Maybe have a son on the way
Yes, down in the country: schemes and
Dreams stretch high, no limitations
They train you right
You take the whole world on a whim
Down in the station with his foot on his
Case, well he met some new friends
Said they'd show him round the place
And they bought him a burger
And they showed him the sights
And he played Space Invaders
Oh he got stoned by the light
Then down to the nightclubs
Bought him all of his drinks
And the sweet-smelling ladies, well
They're looking just at him
Had a glass too many, had nowhere to go
And he tripped on a table
They said: Time we walked you home
And they each took a shoulder
Brought a grin to his face
Gentle limp through the doorway
Gently lifted up his case
Short-cut through the alley
Stopped a while for a rest
Fingers rifled his pockets but no success
And they spread his belongings
In the dirt and
The rain, and of course they found nothing
As he feebly tried to explain
Now down in the country
Sort things out with your fists
And he never had a prayer as the
Switchblade cut his wrists, his chest
His arms and the neon gods took him
And they showed him the ropes
Now he hops down the alley - a city ghost