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Tin Pan Alley - Brian Fallon Lyrics


The cats are all crazy, Mona Lisa

They try to say my future is stone

They say they make all the rights calls

To all the right numbers that the fat cats know

But these wheels were meant for burning, these wings weren't meant to last

And in the end it's all fireworks and smokerings, it's a treacherous road, baby, try not to crash



So keep your singin' voice golden, keep your red shoes on

I just wanna sing Motown Soul, and buy my baby something nice to take home

I wanna dance with poor girls, senora

I just wanna dance...



See, after all it's a crazy dream, baby, all the good cards burn up in a flash

Oh, my, my, it's getting late, Cinderella

How long before these dresses turn right back to rags?

Cause don't forget about my homeboy, we almost died at them gates

Thank the good Lord for sending His angels in a '49 Mercury for lightning-fast getaways



They not your friends, they all wanna sell your blood

Isn't that why everybody signs up?

Forget it, baby, keep your eyes on that Cadillac

And keep them feet dancing for they too old...



So keep your singin' voice golden, keep your red shoes on

I just wanna sing rock and roll, and buy my baby something nice to take home



So keep your singin' voice golden, keep your red shoes on

I just wanna sing rhythm and blues, and buy my baby something nice to take home

We keep our singin' voice golden, we got our red shoes on

I just wanna sing rhythm and blues, and crack this old heart, baby, made of stone

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