Grace Kelly Blues

歌詞

The cut-rate mime walking through the dirty streets, Of Paris, in the hot august heat, Sun melting the fake smile away, Just looking for a place to stay. The actress gave up all her old dreams, And traded up, now she is a Queen, Royal familys don't have time, for that shit, Your crystal ball - you keep it hid. The tractor-trailor driver radios: Help me someone, I'm out here all alone, Truck driving the black night away, Praying for the light of day. The kid in the mall works at Hawt Dawg on a Stick, His hat is a funny shape, his heart is a brick, Taking your order, he will look away, He doesn't have a thing to say. But me, I'm feeling pretty good, as of now, I'm not so sure when i got here, or how, Sun melting, the fake smile away, I think, you know, I'll be okay.