From a Deadbeat to an Old Greaser
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From a dead beat to an old greaser, here's thinking of you.
You won't remember the long nights;
coffee bars; black tights and white thighs
in shop windows where blonde assistants fully-fashioned a world
made of dummies (with no mommies or daddies to reject them).
When bombs were banned every Sunday and the Shadows played F.B.I.
And tired young sax-players sold their instruments of torture ---
sat in the station sharing wet dreams of Charlie Parker,
Jack Kerouac, RenΓ© Magritte, to name a few of the heroes
who were too wise for their own good --- left the young brood to
go on living without them.
Old queers with young faces --- who remember your name,
though you're a dead beat with tired feet;
two ends that don't meet.
To a dead beat from an old greaser.
Think you must have me all wrong.
I didn't care, friend. I wasn't there, friend,
If it's the price of pint that you need, ask me again.
You won't remember the long nights;
coffee bars; black tights and white thighs
in shop windows where blonde assistants fully-fashioned a world
made of dummies (with no mommies or daddies to reject them).
When bombs were banned every Sunday and the Shadows played F.B.I.
And tired young sax-players sold their instruments of torture ---
sat in the station sharing wet dreams of Charlie Parker,
Jack Kerouac, RenΓ© Magritte, to name a few of the heroes
who were too wise for their own good --- left the young brood to
go on living without them.
Old queers with young faces --- who remember your name,
though you're a dead beat with tired feet;
two ends that don't meet.
To a dead beat from an old greaser.
Think you must have me all wrong.
I didn't care, friend. I wasn't there, friend,
If it's the price of pint that you need, ask me again.
β±οΈ Synced Lyrics
[00:04.26] From a dead beat to an old greaser, here's thinking of you.
[00:19.24]
[00:23.43] You won't remember the long nights;
[00:31.87] Coffee bars; black tights and white thighs
[00:44.87] In shop windows where blonde assistants fully-fashioned a world
[00:55.75] Made of dummies (with no mommies or daddies to reject them).
[01:12.17]
[01:14.37] When bombs were banned every Sunday and the Shadows played F.B.I.
[01:30.77] And tired young sax-players sold their instruments of torture ---
[01:39.55] Sat in the station sharing wet dreams of Charlie Parker,
[01:52.57] Jack Kerouac, RenΓ© Magritte, to name a few of the heroes
[02:09.23] Who were too wise for their own good --- left the young brood to
[02:18.29] Go on living without them.
[02:27.17]
[02:48.44] Old queers with young faces --- who remember your name,
[03:02.83]
[03:12.55] Though you're a dead beat with tired feet;
[03:21.25] Two ends that don't meet.
[03:29.89] To a dead beat from an old greaser.
[03:38.23] Think you must have me all wrong.
[03:43.85]
[03:46.83] I didn't care, friend. I wasn't there, friend,
[03:55.04] If it's the price of pint that you need, ask me again.
[04:01.67]
[00:19.24]
[00:23.43] You won't remember the long nights;
[00:31.87] Coffee bars; black tights and white thighs
[00:44.87] In shop windows where blonde assistants fully-fashioned a world
[00:55.75] Made of dummies (with no mommies or daddies to reject them).
[01:12.17]
[01:14.37] When bombs were banned every Sunday and the Shadows played F.B.I.
[01:30.77] And tired young sax-players sold their instruments of torture ---
[01:39.55] Sat in the station sharing wet dreams of Charlie Parker,
[01:52.57] Jack Kerouac, RenΓ© Magritte, to name a few of the heroes
[02:09.23] Who were too wise for their own good --- left the young brood to
[02:18.29] Go on living without them.
[02:27.17]
[02:48.44] Old queers with young faces --- who remember your name,
[03:02.83]
[03:12.55] Though you're a dead beat with tired feet;
[03:21.25] Two ends that don't meet.
[03:29.89] To a dead beat from an old greaser.
[03:38.23] Think you must have me all wrong.
[03:43.85]
[03:46.83] I didn't care, friend. I wasn't there, friend,
[03:55.04] If it's the price of pint that you need, ask me again.
[04:01.67]