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Data di rilascio: 04.11.1973
Linguaggio delle canzoni: inglese
Incident On 57th Street |
Spanish Johnny drove in from the underworld last night\nWith bruised arms and broken rhythm in a beat-up old Buick\nBut dressed just like dynamite\nHe tried sellin' his heart to the hard girls over on Easy Street\nBut they sighed «Johnny it falls apart so easy and you know hearts these days\nare cheap»\nAnd the pimps swung their axes and said «Johnny you’re a cheater.»\nWell the pimps swung their axes and said «Johnny you’re a liar»\nAnd from out of the shadows came a young girl’s voice said: «Johnny don’t cry»\nPuerto Rican Jane, oh won’t you tell me what’s your name.\nI want to drive you down to the other side of town where paradise ain’t so crowded, there’ll be action goin' down on Shanty Lane tonight\nAll them golden-heeled fairies in a real bitch fight\nPull .38s and kiss the girls good night\nOh good night, it’s alright Jane\nNow let them black boys in to light the soul flame\nWe may find it out on the street tonight baby\nOr we may walk until the daylight maybe\nWell like a cool Romeo he made his moves, oh she looked so fine\nLike a late Juliet she knew he’d never be true but then she really didn’t mind\nUpstairs a band was playin', the singer was singin' something about goin' home\nShe whispered, «Spanish Johnny, you can leave me tonight but just don’t leave\nme alone»\nAnd Johnny cried «Puerto Rican Jane, word is down the cops have found the vein»\nOh them barefoot boys left their homes for the woods\nThem little barefoot street boys they say homes ain’t no good\nThey left the corners, threw away all their switchblade knives and kissed each\nother good-bye\nJohnny was sittin' on the fire escape watchin' the kids playin' down the street\nHe called down «Hey little heroes, summer’s long but I guess it ain’t very\nsweet around here anymore»\nJaney sleeps in sheets damp with sweat, Johnny sits up alone and watches her\ndream on, dream on And the sister prays for lost souls, then breaks down in the chapel after\neveryone’s gone\nJane moves over to share her pillow but opens her eyes to see Johnny up and\nputting his clothes on She says «Those romantic young boys\nAll they ever want to do is fight»\nThose romantic young boys\nThey’re callin' through the window\n«Hey Spanish Johnny, you want to make a little easy money tonight?»\nAnd Johnny whispered:\nGood night, it’s all tight Jane\nI’ll meet you tomorrow night on Lover’s Lane\nWe may find it out on the street tonight baby\nOr we may walk until the daylight maybe |