My Life in Art Lyrics
by Mojave 3
Wendy gets high for the 2nd show
I watch her dance and I watch her flow
for a dollar
She dreams of Vegas and the desert strips
Where she can dance and she can make a lot of money
She left her home in a pickup truck
Left her husband when he beat her up
And now she works all night
But the Kansas wind wont freeze her heart
No the train just rolls right off her back
Shes gonna be alright
Just tell me about the boulevards
Tell me about your life in art
Yeah tell my about the boulevards
N.c
cos Europe always seemed so far
You look so young and you talk so old
Lighten up babe i might just take you
home if youre lucky
and those bums on the corner will take your time
Sell you their stories for a nickel
and a dime
you could learn something
and she stares so hard at those neonlights
I swear to God shes gonna bust them up
Shes gonna bust them up
Just tell me about the boulevards
Tell me about your life in art
Yeah tell my about the boulevards
N.c
cos Europe always seemed so far
You read som ebooks and thay
broke your heart
But you dont know
one thing about life
Youre just a pretty boy
She laughs as she lights
a ciggarette
Throws her arms around my neck
She says Ill kill you
Ill kill you just for trying
Cos you dont even have the money
you dont have the money
Just buy me a drink and well call
it quits
Tell me all about your pretty boy face etc
{Note: Just before the change from D to G you could play a
Dsus (just lift your finger from the lowest string) and the
song will sound great. }
4AD, Written by Neil Halstead
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