Song | Glamour and Pain - Vocal |
Artist | Joe Jackson |
Album | Joe Jackson: Night and Day II |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
I've had that dream again | |
Where i'm flying thirty feet | |
Above the street again | |
Looking though windows, there you are | |
Sit down to eat again | |
It's the usual egg foo yung | |
You watch tv again | |
Put the kids to bed | |
And then i see you reaching for my number | |
Then i hate you even more | |
I see it all | |
But no one sees me fly - no-one feels my pain | |
No-one hears me cry - no-one knows my name | |
Is glamour and pain - glamour and pain | |
Do you remember me | |
Or just the shiny shiny shoes i had you kiss for me? | |
And my legs as smooth as chrome | |
Were you in ecstasy | |
As you were pumping out a flood of dollar bills for me | |
I'd cry mascara tears | |
If only i could give a **** about it | |
And though you can't recall | |
I see it all | |
But no one sees me fly - no-one feels my pain | |
No-one hears me cry - no-one knows my name | |
Is glamour and pain - glamour and pain | |
I'm hanging in the air | |
I look in your window at my own lipstick reflection there | |
And behind it such a precious son et lumi锇e | |
Of all the normal stuff about which i'm supposed to care | |
I'd like to smash right through | |
And help myself to your silverware | |
To cut your throat and run | |
Or maybe i'd just laugh at your expression | |
Hooray for superwhore | |
I see it all | |
But no one sees me fly - no-one feels my pain | |
No-one hears me cry - no-one knows my name | |
Is glamour and pain - glamour and pain | |
See me fly - feel my pain | |
Hear me cry - know my name | |
Glamour and pain |
I' ve had that dream again | |
Where i' m flying thirty feet | |
Above the street again | |
Looking though windows, there you are | |
Sit down to eat again | |
It' s the usual egg foo yung | |
You watch tv again | |
Put the kids to bed | |
And then i see you reaching for my number | |
Then i hate you even more | |
I see it all | |
But no one sees me fly noone feels my pain | |
Noone hears me cry noone knows my name | |
Is glamour and pain glamour and pain | |
Do you remember me | |
Or just the shiny shiny shoes i had you kiss for me? | |
And my legs as smooth as chrome | |
Were you in ecstasy | |
As you were pumping out a flood of dollar bills for me | |
I' d cry mascara tears | |
If only i could give a about it | |
And though you can' t recall | |
I see it all | |
But no one sees me fly noone feels my pain | |
Noone hears me cry noone knows my name | |
Is glamour and pain glamour and pain | |
I' m hanging in the air | |
I look in your window at my own lipstick reflection there | |
And behind it such a precious son et lumi e e | |
Of all the normal stuff about which i' m supposed to care | |
I' d like to smash right through | |
And help myself to your silverware | |
To cut your throat and run | |
Or maybe i' d just laugh at your expression | |
Hooray for superwhore | |
I see it all | |
But no one sees me fly noone feels my pain | |
Noone hears me cry noone knows my name | |
Is glamour and pain glamour and pain | |
See me fly feel my pain | |
Hear me cry know my name | |
Glamour and pain |
I' ve had that dream again | |
Where i' m flying thirty feet | |
Above the street again | |
Looking though windows, there you are | |
Sit down to eat again | |
It' s the usual egg foo yung | |
You watch tv again | |
Put the kids to bed | |
And then i see you reaching for my number | |
Then i hate you even more | |
I see it all | |
But no one sees me fly noone feels my pain | |
Noone hears me cry noone knows my name | |
Is glamour and pain glamour and pain | |
Do you remember me | |
Or just the shiny shiny shoes i had you kiss for me? | |
And my legs as smooth as chrome | |
Were you in ecstasy | |
As you were pumping out a flood of dollar bills for me | |
I' d cry mascara tears | |
If only i could give a about it | |
And though you can' t recall | |
I see it all | |
But no one sees me fly noone feels my pain | |
Noone hears me cry noone knows my name | |
Is glamour and pain glamour and pain | |
I' m hanging in the air | |
I look in your window at my own lipstick reflection there | |
And behind it such a precious son et lumi é e | |
Of all the normal stuff about which i' m supposed to care | |
I' d like to smash right through | |
And help myself to your silverware | |
To cut your throat and run | |
Or maybe i' d just laugh at your expression | |
Hooray for superwhore | |
I see it all | |
But no one sees me fly noone feels my pain | |
Noone hears me cry noone knows my name | |
Is glamour and pain glamour and pain | |
See me fly feel my pain | |
Hear me cry know my name | |
Glamour and pain |