Monday, January 3, 2011

Golden Age

I wish I lived in the Golden Age
Giving it up on the Broadway stage.
Hang with the rats and smoke cigars
Have a break with Frank and count the stars.
Dressed to the night, we've had to much.
Shiny jewels, casino cash
Tapping feet, wanna take the lead
A trip back in time is all I need

I'm on my way, gonna make it big,
Gonna make the songs for the chicks to dig
It's really hot and a little bit sour
We're getting your strength to maximum power
Flying away from reality
Whatever ever happened to gravity?
I see it clear, a shooting star!
I'm a really good singer la-di-da-da-da!

Ooooh, Silver screen on a rainy day, sally balls in a cabaret.
Shaking sticks, oh what a show
Rushing joy from tip to toe.
Rambling down the boulevard
With a fire burning in a wooden heart.
My mind is set, I walked the line!
But I never really thought it would feel this fine!
Yeah!