Lyrics Orchestral Manoeuvres In The Dark – Garden City
Text:
You’ll never know, you never really know
When it’s gonna, when it’s gonna turn out…
I wanna live in a garden city
Marble and glass between heaven and hell
I wanna save my soul don’t wanna fuck around
Trading heaven for a living in a city made of gold
I wanna be where the seasons change
Where you never just know when Christmas comes
Just to lie in a prison with our fingers on the buttons
Making crazy, crazy, crazy beneath the burning sun
Trading heaven for a living in the palace of the old
Just know, never just know, never just know
When we’re gonna come back…
All of my friends could come around
And I never really worry when Christmas comes
And we’ll really have some parties and we’ll really tell some stories
We’re so crazy, crazy, crazy beneath the burning sun
Trading heaven for a living when your future is as good as sold
Trading heaven for a living when we’ll never, never, never grow old
He doesn’t know, doesn’t really know
Doesn’t ever really know (you never really know)
He’s gonna come back
When he’s going to turn out
I wanna live in a garden city
I wanna live in a garden city
I wanna live in a garden city
I wanna live in a garden city
Album
Orchestral Manoeuvres In The Dark – Junk Culture
