时间：1990-01-14
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I was out there
In the middle of the day
Trying to make love
To a shopping arcade
In northern England
Outside it was raining
And I was feeling insecure
Sooner or later you got to face the fact
This world is shattered
And it's too full of cracks to fill in
So we just give in
On a Thursday afternoon
In this little town
Where the traffic moves slow
In the pouring rain
I want to take you there
Where the four winds blow
To be born again
I was out there
With the Beatles and the Cranks
Trying to make some money
And not to fall into the ranks of suburbia
With Richard Toomey a visionary ghost
Sooner or later
We make the same mistakes
Our pockets are all empty
And our spirit starts to break
Just like a baby left in the car park
On a foggy new years eve
In this little town where winter begins
In the summertime
Summertime
I want to take you there
Wash away our sins
And be born again
I was talking to some friends of mine
Trying to make some sense
After drinking a case of wine from Yugoslavia
But just before
Breakfast we all started to agree
Which was very unusual for us
In this little town
In this little town
In the pouring rain
I want to take you there
To be born again
In this little town
In the summertime
I want to take you there
And be born again
To be born again
And to be born again
To be born again
Born again
This Little Town - The Spiritual Cowboys
