Lyrics:
He hums to himself as the streets disappear
He catches himself looking back in the mirror filled with doubt
Two faces in the crowd
On the ferry
Undercover like a Brian Ferry album
So run away, run along
From the people and places where you belong
Just imagine the gossip in the salon
Make me feel
turns to pink vein wine light
Satan's son fowl one
Demon of time
Bat wing membrane eclipsed the sun for fun
Generation ferry
Laminated denim
We had no way of staying afloat
We had to leave on the ferry boat
Economic refugees
On the run to Germany
We had the back of Maggie's hand
Times
of the frontline blue blood pedlars
Sign off, their mothers are boars
Hold the lines, the ferries are sinking
Set upon, wait, your face
I fought the radar
sit on his tail
Or work on a rail
With a hammer, hammering spikes!
He can ferry a boat on a river
Or peddle a pack on his back
Or work up and down
Oh tell me how to let it go
Just like this?
In a medicated bliss
Is it still a terrifying overload?
A stout defying open road
If I pay a ferry
richest
Cause I get no life
I try to get it how I live
Doing all sort of ferries
All for my families
So commitment I respect
So Ill be on for my
you
I thought I knew what you're about
I doubt If I ever knew you
We took the ferry late at night,
first light discovered us together
we agreed that
on the ferry ride from Calais back to Dover
As pale as the white cliffs that we faced
Wasn't afraid, eventualities, just knew that it was over
No brushes with
not friends
Handshakes can't spend
I want see my people in a Benz
Cause that's the shit I put 'em in
I just jumped on a ferry boat
Life is round like
not friends
Handshakes can't spend
I want see my people in a Benz
Cause that's the shit I put 'em in
I just jumped on a ferry boat
Life is round like
W&m Bryan Ferry
© 1981 E.G. Music, Inc.
All of me, can I get nearer love
Can't you see, I'm willing to try to Love it is, oh so near enough
It's
on the bench.
My wife and children gone,
Along with the defense.
The bailiff leads me back to my cell,
Like the riverman ferry's me to hell.
I can't blame him
to the side
I can see all the thoughts that you're trying to hide
I've arranged for a ferry to France
Where you should relax, don't worry about the pets
looking down the pier before the ferry comes here
She looks just like me, I'm in trouble on the Bellarine
My Bellarine, from here I shoot my scene
the mic the crowd follow him like fueled fools
Colorful countries,
Plenty of palm trees,
Beautiful ferries rest in the calm, please
Be quiet respect don
words all sound kinda queer
Ferries & tugboats
Yard-arm & poop deck
Shiver me timbers
Pulpit & head
First mate & dinghy
Backstay & bumpkin
Going down,
That you ferry me away
Cuz I wanna live forever
When the day finally comes
And I meet the grim reaper
I'll put him in a suplex then roll into a sleeper
I think the Staten Island Ferry's lookin' mighty kind
Yes, tonight I think that Staten Island Ferry
Is lookin' mighty kind
Because I've got an empty
a move from left to right
hair color color, Keiva, Stacy, (?) Luchie, Laba Laba de pon di riiiiight.
Verse 3:
Hop di ferry. Pon di ferry.
Hop di ferry
and even hold your hand
In your little world of make believe love can't be real
And we can't keep on ridin' on this great big ferries wheel
So I'm gonna
Well, if the ferry had been there at the end of the pier
We'd be half way to Uncle Jake's
Instead of looking at fish out the window, I wish
We'd hit
Flecks of gold pouring through the lake - fairies/ferries in the night
Pockets filled with small keepsakes - you used to be alright
Seafoam rises in
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