Suburban Wing Songtext

Ghost town behind the curtain Has made a quilt of the misty night screen Which is appreciated by the teenage burglars Who are showing off at the parking lot scene Unconscious still they are of their tragic and final Responsibility for the death of a whino Well, although I shouldn't I cling to you suburban wing A deeply troubled Romeo somewhere waits for his lover Who is a sitting duck for the anxious sleep Of her true man to board on tomorrow While she's leaving after hours, chasin yesterdays dream And a princess somewhere in her concrete tower Is licking paper frogs to borrow luck for an hour Well, although I shouldn't I cling to you suburban wing And her Romeo still is sleepless by the break in the routine For his Juliette got caught by the sake of her beauty Well, although I shouldn't I cling to you suburban wing Ghost town we sleep in her beauty For hours in her lowered venetian blinds While, somewhere a lawman of duty Dimply dumps the secret, of a news bill sized crime And still the truth is floating in the stream under the bridges And the world will never know, me and the moon were a witness For although I shouldn't I cling to you suburban wing Yes, although I shouldn't I cling to you suburban wing...