Sunday, May 26, 2024

Was (Not Was) - The Sky's Ablaze

 
 My father used to take a drink or two
When I was young
It was then hallucinations
Always dangled from his tongue

The sky's ablaze with ladies' legs
He used to say
They're kicking from the clouds
Shoes fall through the morning haze
And splat like eggs amongst the crowds
Can you see them, son, my father asked

Now they're dancing plain as day
His eyes were rolling fiercely
There was little I could say
How can you go on, I'd like to ask
How can you bear the night?
Instead I hold my tongue
'Cause I know we'd only fight

The sky's ablaze with ladies' legs, he'd say
They're kicking from the clouds
Shoes fall through the morning haze
And splat like eggs amongst the crowds
Can you see it, boy?

The sky's ablaze with ladies' legs, he'd say
They're kicking from the clouds
Shoes fall through the morning haze
And splat like eggs amongst the crowds
Can you see it, boy?

The sky's ablaze with ladies' legs, he'd say
They're kicking from the clouds
Shoes fall through the morning haze
And splat like eggs amongst the crowds
Can you see it, boy?

 
 

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