Liejacker
Thea Gilmore
Been a while that an artist talked to me so much as this one I'm hooked on her
Thea Gilmore:Dance In New York
Think there's a line that I crossed somewhere over the border
‘Cause I broke every rule you had written in your little book
Singing Neil Young songs to the ones who, like lambs to the slaughter,
Are combing their hair and selling stories about drugs they took
And Renee she thinks that all of her prayers have been answered
And she stands under the lights to make those six wires sing
But the truth is those strings are just pulled by a room full of chancers
And there's nothing original, not even original sin
And I want to run, run, run fast as I can
Let those grey gloves wrap their fingers around my heart
Yeah, I want to run, run, run so far from here
‘Til the streets of Manhattan just tear this waster apart
No, I don't wanna talk
I wanna dance in New York
I wanna dance in New York
Well, I heard a breeze blow like a ghost riding out ‘cross the ocean
And the smell of the midsummer sun dripping down through the blue
It's so easy to drift through these things with your eyes half open
Looking out for the prize, lining up all the things left to prove
And who would have thought that a year on I'd be where I'm standing
Half singing a song to a person I've only half met
I have fought like a wildcat for space and understanding
And, boy, let me tell you I'm not done fighting yet
‘Cause I want to run, run, run fast as I can
Let those grey gloves wrap their fingers around my heart
Yeah, I want to run, run, run so far from here
‘Til the streets of Manhattan just tear this waster apart
No, I don't wanna talk
I wanna dance in New York
I wanna dance in New York
So sing to me all of you children of one minute wonder
Sing it out like you've always wanted to do
I will dance in the street no matter whose sky I'm under
You sing it out and I'll sing it straight back to you
Then let me run, run, run as fast as I can
Let those grey gloves wrap their fingers around my heart
Yeah, I want to run, run, run so far from here
‘Til the streets of Manhattan just tear this waster apart
No, I don't wanna talk
I wanna dance in New York
I wanna dance in New York
I wanna dance in New York
