Listen to the Eight Track

歌詞

(mick, I've got a...) There must be one million stories in new york city, the naked city, and this is one of 'em I live out on the island, and I got problems My mom don't like me, cause she says I know sultan(? ) Sitting in the cark park, in my old buick skylark Getting high, getting high, Getting high on the eight track Oh, listen to the eight track Oh, listen to the eight track Oh, listen to the eight track Oh, listen to the eight track Oh it ain't easy, when you gotta survive Keep on giving death, just to survive Oh get out into the car park, sitting in my own buick skylark in the dark Oh,