歌手：Genesis
时间：2007-06-05
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Fly on a Windshield (Live from the Shrine Auditorium, Los Angeles, CA, 24/1/1975) - Genesis
Something solid forming in the air
Wall of death is lowered in times square
No one seems to care
They carry on as if nothing was there
The wind is blowing harder now
Blowing dust into my eyes
The dust settles on my skin
Making a crust I cannot move in
And I'm hovering like a fly
Waiting for the windshield on the freeway
Echoes of the broadway everglades
With their mythical madonnas
Still walking in their shades
Lenny bruce declares a truce
And plays his other hand
Marshall Mcluhan casual viewing
Head buried in the sand
Sirens on the rooftops wailing
But there's no ships sailing
Groucho with his movies trailing
Stands alone with his punchline failing
Ku klux klan serve hot
Soul food and the band plays in the mood
The cheerleader waves her cyanide wand
There's a smell of peach blossom and bitter almond
Caryl chessman sniffs the air
Leads the parade
He knows
In a scent
You can bottle what you made
There's howard hughes in blue suede shoes
Smiling at the majorette
Smoking
Winston cigarettes
And as the song and dance begins
The children play at home
With needles
Needles and pins
