martha-jane official – street corner king lyrics
it’s eight o’clock i’m off the bus
tired of the day, like the rest of us
my eyes drowning in the concrete
they reach a man, i walk off beat
blue eyed soul, king of books
long white hair, king of looks
got his empire at his feet
plastic bags, paper cup, tidy ’n neat
there’s a man on the street
and everyday we meet
he’s the most brilliant sir
yet stuck on a street corner
h+llo monsieur how do you do
i wish i could come talk to you
those books around, what do you read
what’s in those bags, what do you need
what’s your take on the world around us
do you care whеn they all make a fuss
why am i stuck and why don’t i dare
takе a step, give a word, not just stare
there’s a man on the street
and everyday we meet
he’s the most brilliant sir
yet stuck on a street corner
it’s eight o’clock, no bus today
i took a walk, i’m on my way
i’m gonna speak i’m gonna say
sir you are grand, for you i pray
and the sun is shining
but the king is missing
there’s a man on the street
and everyday we meet
he’s the most brilliant sir
yet stuck on a street corner
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