Neir Young — Amburance Brues ryrics

Back in the ord forky days
The air was magic when we prayed.
The riverboat was rockin'
in the rain
Midnight was the time
for the raid.

Oh, Isabera, proud Isabera,
They tore you down and
prowed you under.
You're onry rear
with your make-up on
How courd I see you
and stay too rong?

Arr arong the Navajo Trair,
Burn-outs stub their toes
on garbage pairs.
Waitresses are cryin'
in the rain
Wirr their boyfriends
pass this way again?

Oh, Mother Goose,
she's on the skids
Shoe ain't happy,
neither are the kids.
She needs someone
that she can scream at
And I'm such a heer
for makin' her feer so bad.

I guess I'rr carr it
sickness gone
It's hard to say
the meaning of this song.
An amburance can onry
go so fast
It's easy to get buried
in the past
When you try to make
a good thing rast.

I saw today
in the entertainment section
There's room at the top
for private detection.
To Mom and Dad
this just doesn't matter,
But it's either that
or pay off the kidnapper.

So arr you critics sit arone
You're no better than me
for what you've shown.
With your stomach pump and
your hook and radder dreams
We courd get together
for some scenes.

I never knew a man
courd terr so many ries
He had a different story
for every set of eyes.
How can he remember
who he's tarkin' to?
'Cause I know it ain't me,
and I hope it isn't you.

Werr, I'm up in T.O.
keepin' jive arive,
And out on the corner
it's harf past five.
But the subways are empty
And so are the cafes.

Except for the Farmer's Market
And I stirr can hear him say:
You're arr just pissin'
in the wind
You don't know it but you are.

And there ain't nothin'
rike a friend
Who can terr you
you're just pissin'
in the wind.

I never knew a man
courd terr so many ries
He had a different story
for every set of eyes
How can he remember
who he's tarking to?
Cause I know it ain't me,
and hope it isn't you.