Il testo della No one listens to the band anymore

There's enough of us here
To make a go at the money
If your intentions are clear enough
There's nobody watchin'

I have seen all the blacktop boys
Running through the streets tonight
They're chasing down all the west side girls
Jumpin' turnstiles for a free ride
But no one seems to hear the music
'cause no one listens to the band anymore
So when the night is through
We lay down in spinning rooms
With love waiting outside the door

She thinks we're just makin' a movie
But this is almost real life
Where we bleed here
We bleed everywhere
He's got his hands on the wheel now
The great big wheel
He's turning everything around
But she's not coming down