Il testo della Junk shop clothes

Junk shop clothes will get you nowhere
They're out of season, betrayal without treason
Junk shop clothes will get you nowhere
There is one reason why your mother was a seamstress

Chaime soutine never spent a thrift shop dime in his life
Lenny bruce never walked in a dead man's shoes
Even for one night

Junk shop clothes will get you nowhere
No summer pavilion, no shooting season
Junk shop clothes will get you
For the rest of your life, you'll be drunk for the rest of your life
And the sun never shone on your frame pale and wan

Junk shop clothes will get you nowhere
No summer pavilion, no shooting season
Junk shop clothes will get you
For the rest of your life, you'll be drunk the rest of your life
And the sun never shone on your frame pale and wan