Paroles:
Kinks

Standing by the elevator Feeling gloomy and down Waiting for the flashing light To lift me up from the ground Then the elevator opened And I saw her standing

Everybody is a victim of society Comedy, tragedy, vaudeville and variety Pantomime players in the grand tradition Winners and losers till the intermission

Look at us here today Lots of talking with nothing to say And if I seem somewhat vague It's because I'm somewhat afraid I'm surviving, that's all I am

Drift away, just drift away Sometimes I wish I could just drift away They say there's gonna be a river of blood It's apocalypse now So we're waiting for

A hopeful adventure Got missionary ways Could start in the jungle Feel this way Search for an answer Over land and over sea All the mountains Of promised

Went for a walk down the Old King's Road, To see if anybody was there. But there was nobody home at 3 Bywater Street, And they had sold Cadogan Square

This song is dedicated to the memory of Annie Florence Davies and Carol Bryans. Like a seed that is sewn All the children are scattered By a breeze that

What am I doing in a place like this When it's painfully clear that my face don't fit? What am I doing acting identikit, When all I want to do is to be

Old soldiers talk about the battles fought To build a better world for me and you. They sacrificed their lives to make a dream come true. Now they're