Il testo della Quietly alone

Kirsty Maccoll

Data di rilascio : 25/06/2013

Durata : 0:02:36

Stile : Rock

There's an old jack crooning on my new tv
So i go out for a quiet drink
But it costs a packet and it's such a racket
That i can't hear myself think

There's a microchip one armed bandit with a screw loose
A stripper in the corner with a face like thunder
A terrible band playing johnny b goode
So i'd rather go home and stay quietly alone

I get up in the morning with the radio on
I do my makeup and i go to look for work
Somebody tells me that the job's just gone
And i've been replaced by some computer jerk

I would talk to my boyfriend but i never can
'cos a space invader stole my man
There's a dreadful band playing johnny b goode
So i'd rather go home and stay quietly alone

Trying to keep my sanity is hard to do
Living like a hermit all alone
Find an occupation that won't deafen me
My sense of reality's gone

My temperature is getting higher and higher
And i'm shaking in my jeans
'cause i get so angry when i'm shut in
With one of those machines

I would talk to my boyfriend but i never can
'cause a space invader stole my man
And the synthesizer's playing johnny b goode
Then i'd rather go home and stay quietly alone

Quietly alone, quietly alone
Quietly alone, quietly alone