The Blades - Downmarket Lyrics
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Downmarket
Downmarket Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Downmarket By The Blades?
In an unfamilar bed
In an unfamiliar room There's a throbbing in my head I've succeeded I presume Everything's black and white and grey Living from day to day to day I suppose I can't be choosy, when there's not too many choices With the problems of the nation I'm not waiting at an airport I'm not waiting at a station I'm standing at a bus stop. Downmarket. Downmarket. On a rainy afternoon On a gambling machine Same old jukebox, same old tune It's hard to break this old routine Everything's black and white and grey Living from day to day to day It's a fatal resignation, when there's nothing left to hope for In a hopeless situation I'm not waiting at an airport I'm not waiting at a station I'm standing at a bus stop. Downmarket. Downmarket. |
Who Wrote Downmarket By The Blades?
Paul Cleary
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