Lyrics:
a dog, I'm a dog,
I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I'm a dog
I'm a treat her like a dog
(I'm a dog) Then pass her to my dogs
See I'm in all ferry don
and a ferry
Should've seen the itinerary, then we made it back home like woah
Tell me how you're feelin', higher than the ceilin'
I know I've been illin'
But the sea is wide and I can't swim over
And neither have I wings to fly.
I wish I could find me a handy boatman
To ferry me over to my love
the ferry-boats
And they'll get high
On a bluer ocean
Against tomorrow's sky
And I will never grow so old again
And I will walk and talk
In gardens all wet
These Foolish Things
Benny Goodman
(Marvell/Strachey/Link)
(Brian Ferry, 1973)
Oh will you never let me be
Oh will you never set me free
She comes from Boston
Works at the jewelry store
Down in the harbor
Where the ferries come to shore
She never really knew how good it would feel
and I cannot swim over
And neither have I the wings to fly
I wish I had a handsome boatman
To ferry me over, my love and I
Now in Kilkenny it is
Saturday in the town, as we buried T.J Brown
Good man, spent his life on the K Roll ferry line
He was just a man, nothing grand, just a man
But I
Six o'clock
On the auto route
Burning rubber, burning chrome
Bay of Cadiz and ferry home
Atlantic sea cut glass
African sun at last
Oh
Oh
Oh
shiny
I feel like that black crow
Flying
In a blue sky
I took a ferry to the highway
Then I drove to a pontoon plane
I took a plane to a taxi
She comes from Boston
Works at the jewelry store
Down in the harbor
Where the ferries come to shore
She never really knew how good it would feel
Six o'clock
On the auto route
Burning rubber, burning chrome
Bay of Cadiz and ferry home
Atlantic sea cut glass
African sun at last
Oh
Oh
Oh
a fat ferry floats
On muted diesel roar.
And there's a light on the hillside
And there's a flame in her eyes,
But how cold the lights burn
Would you join a slow marching band?
And take pleasure in your leaving
as the ferry sails and tears are dried
and cows come home at evening.
it's warmer but New York is used to that already
Manhattan built the cemetaries where the blacks is buried
I take the Staten Ferry I walk to Broadway
shiny
I feel like that black crow
Flying
In a blue sky
I took a ferry to the highway
Then I drove to a pontoon plane
I took a plane to a taxi
ffaccio cchiù
And tell me exactly what I got to say
Today
E quann' passa chistu ferry boat
Ca luntano ce porta e nun ce fa penza'
Pimma c'arriva cchiù
looking in
This exile in Gayville, here
From Hell's Kitchen to Sayville, here
Then a bus
Then a ferry
Then an orgy on Fire Island
Exile in Gayville,
make it alone
Lights fading as the tide comes washing in, ferry me to Avalon
As I gaze into the violet clouds above me, floating away
I see a vision
les cheveux
Et le bruit des essieux
Nos souvenirs
Qui sont en feu
Le train du soir
File vers toi
Derrière les montagnes
Le dernier ferry
Pour
persuaded by the lines
We walk off the alcohol, the alcohol
It's three miles to the ferry terminal, to the ferry terminal
I couldn't see or hear
Ok
Noxious
Rio, Sahara d'Algérie
Féerie, croisière en ferry
J'suis à Disney, j'regarde une série
La beuh d'Amste', cookies cranberry
on a Saturday night
If you haven't tried Celtic Bonding
We went off to Ireland on the f f f ferry
Drank a bottle of Powers sank a liter of sherry
Then we downed
pour un ferry, une chance de s'évader
Une nouvelle vie de l'autre côté de la Méditerranée
Les balles nous narguent, on a peur d'être au mauvais endroit
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