Paloma's Downs - Wendy James

Paloma’s downs

Paloma’s downs

Paloma’s downs

Paloma’s downs

Well, where it’s always barmy

And the big game with the big players

How many dreams does it take

To put you in that tropical island mood

And anyway it don’t matter now

The next hassle will be the last one

Just another low rent looker, what’s happening

Take the beating and play counterpunch

Paloma’s downs

Paloma’s downs

Paloma’s downs

Paloma’s downs

Let me see you dance, baby, let me see you dance

Those crawling scumbags

Hey, baby doll, can I talk to you a minute

Beat them to death with their own rules

You’re hanging on by your nails

the beauty with the truth

Lost dance in a dumb town

Move on jack, don’t block the aisles

You can always say that you knew what it was like

That you once knew what it was like

To play rock and roll music, to walk with the king

Where the best screwed for the worst reasons

Sing hallelujah, brother, at ten cents a head

Is not what she wanted

Come make a person sick and sometimes very mean

Paloma’s downs

Paloma’s downs

Paloma’s downs

Paloma’s downs