歌手:The Fratellis
专辑:《Mistress Mabel》

My baby's in the kitchen on a big red trombone
I'm in the bedroom on the cursed phone.
Everybody laughs when the band goes too slow,
Meeting every
Tuesday in a club in
Soho. I'm just dreaming of
Rockafeller
Plaza. Paul's in the hall with the bedroom plaything,
Wishing he could give her a damn good thrashing.
Everybody cries "Well, good for you Paul".
We never liked her very much at all
I'm just dreaming of
Rockafeller
Plaza. I'm just swinging on magic shoes
Got three wee chords, and
I just can't lose.
I'm just finding my own way there
So I lost my voice and
I grew my hair
Brother John's long gone,
Keeps his nose clean
He's sucking on a black and white
TV screen.
Says he got a girl and a paper (paid for?) memory,
Pictures on the wall and a dog named
Henry I'm just dreaming of
Rockafeller
Plaza. Ella's in the band but she's always solo,
Dressed in rags and covered in dayglo,
Banging on the drums like a big white throwback,
Screaming all the while at her husband poor
Jack. I'm just dreaming of
Rockafeller
Plaza. I'm just waiting for pigs to fly.
Got coke yeah, brains and no reason why.
Might just split and go half as slow.
And me, your dog and your one man show. [GUITAR SOLO]
I'm just swinging on magic shoes
Got three wee chords, and
I just can't lose.
I'm just finding my own way there
So I lost my voice and
I grew my hair
I'm just waiting for pigs to fly.
Got coke yeah, brains and no reason why.
Might just split and go half as slow.
And me, your dog and your one man show.