The Age Of Rhythm Songtext

THE AGE OF RHYTHMby Al Stewart and Laurence JuberToday I feel like Dorothy ParkerToday I've got the critical eyeI paint my world just a little bit darkerDon't even have to tryEveryone seems a little bit desperateOh so witty, but over the edgeI don't know why they try to impress youWith one foot on the window ledgeThat's just the way they play itThat's just the way they areThink up a line and say itI'll see you all later down at the barDon't try to understand itIt won't get you very farEven the Great Pretenderis really asnaked a Hedy LamarrToday I feel like Dorothy ParkerToday I'm up here walking the floorThe light inside my head getting darkerGoing to leave this town for sureOne block down and another block overThere's a place that will make you a drinkThe night is hot, I believe that I'll go thereA password will get you inPlay a song by Hoagy CarmichaelPlay that horn like Beiderbecke tooA glass or two of something you like'llSeparate you from these bluesLife is a constant partySwung to a shot of jazzEven the broken-heartedCan steal a feel of the razamatazzThis is the age of rhythmThese are the dancing yearsJump through the mirror with themNew York has no time for your tearsToday I feel like Dorothy ParkerToday I've got the critical eyeI paint my world just a little bit darkerDon't even have to try--------------------------------------------------------------------------------