Wild America
In a movie on the edge of town
You watch "Wild America"
You cry at the fate
of the bit-part clown
His smile is like a mirror
You're the only man around
Who says he ain't afraid
Of the men
who'll come to get you
The ones without champagne
Your face is broken
Your heart is pumping blood
Like a primitive emotion
And yesterday's tired love
When life goes sideways,
nothing's straight
Read your story in a magazine
The one with all those girls
I turn the pages
of a velvet dream
While you're cursing
your bad name
Waiting in an empty room
Watching frame by frame
Why it happened just like this
Why nothing's ever the same
Your face is broken
Your heart is pumping blood
Like a primitive emotion
And yesterday's tired love
When life goes sideways,
nothing's straight
Your face is broken
Your heart is pumping blood
Like a primitive emotion
And yesterday's tired love
When life goes sideways,
nothing's straight
Down 'n' out
Taking the count
Body and Soul
& The Big Combo
Gun Crazy
Kiss Me, Deadly
The Big Sleep
The Big Heat
Stole his wife
Lay down your life
Cry of the City
Angels of Pity
Underworld U.S.A.
Out of the Past
GET OUT OF TOWN WHILE YOU STILL
GOT THE CHANCE TO LIVE
Writer/s: aoyagi takuji / CLEWLEY JOHN
