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Viewing Lyrics for Chestnut Street Revisited:
| | | Artist: | Mellencamp John Cougar |
| | Album: | Chestnut Street Incident | | Track: | Chestnut Street Revisited | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 2 | | | | Lyrics: | Written by John Mellencamp
Well I've lived and breathed and been disbelieved
In
these small town streets too long
I've held nothin' but aces and been many places
And hung
on the corner 'til dawn
But my hands have been tied
To a life I've been denied
I'm
just a small town boy bein' used like a toy
And workin' a nine to five
Well I worked
like a fool 'til after done with high school
Just to form a rock and rollin' band
But the
streets were exploding and my life I was decoding
Had a dream I couldn't understand
And I
work it out everyday
For no fun and very little pay
I'm just a smal town boy bein' used
like a toy
And doin' what other people say
Well I've drooled and fooled and been
ridiculed
For havin' dreams just above my reach
And I've lied and died and tried
suicide
For all the things you people wanna preach
But I always had to turn the other
way
When I heard those homefolks say
(They say) You're just a small town boy bein' used
like a toy
And livin' on a day to day
But you must believe that when I walk down the
tracks
All those young girls fall back and say
There goes that sleek young
silhouette
He don't drive no Corvette
but he stings just like a Sting Ray
And that's
my only redemption in this house of detention
That keeps me from simply blowin' it all
away
'Cause when I walk down the street in the hot summer heat
I say, God don't take this
away
Well by the end of the day, all the kids would go play
And I'd come staggering
back home
With a dream in my hand and a master plan
That wouldn't leave my mind
alone
Well I compromised all my schemes
And I fluctuated all my dreams
I'm just a
small town boy bein' used like a toy
And nothing is like it really seems
But what a
fool I must seem to have all these dreams
And try to live them all through
It's like a
slap in your face, with a mercurochrome taste
When the dream is long overdue
And it seems
kinda strange that nobody came
To the game that I have put myself through
And when I walk
down the street in the hot summer heat
I say, what the hell can I do
Well I keep
hopin' and wishin' that these romantic positions
Gonna help me hide all this pain
And all
the hurt that I've felt underneath my leather studded belt
Of not findin' my fortune and
fame
Some day I'll blow 'em away with the things that I sing and I say
I'm just a small
town boy bein' used like a toy
And waitin' on my pay day
I'm just a small town boy
bein' used like a toy
And waitin' on my pay day | | | |
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