American Music Club - Citizens Of The True World lyrics

Citizens of the true world hang out their laundry

Ecstasy in every glance, love in every touch

Nothings wasted, their perfume floats over the streets

No dead leaves underfoot, the sidewalks glow under mercurial feet

On good days we pretend we're just like them

On good days we pretend that we are one with them

The wind is warm and rich as Howard Hughes was

Look at them lay on their backs in the grass

that grows through the true world

Everything in the world quivers with excitement to be you

Every moment of the world to be you

On good days we'll pretend that the chill has reached our bones

On good days we'll pretend we can lead a normal life