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BlueAngel wrote:
How does one's head spin in diamonds and clouds?
Springsteen believes lies are true?
Who is he talking to?
They'll use you up and spit you out.
What goes around, comes around and you'll be coming down.
They'll use you up and spit you out.
What is all hers for a little while as long as her pretty face holds out?
It's gonna get pretty cold out, he says.
You got your hopes on high.
Just another pretty thing on high.
The crushed metal of your little flyin' machine.
HUH??
Yeah, great track!!
The song makes perfect sense!
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Makes perfect sense to me.
YOU'll BE COMIN' DOWN
White roses and misty blue eyes
Red mornin's and nothin' but grey skies
A cup of coffee, your heart shot clean through
Jacket you bought me gone dazy grey-blue
You're smilin' now but you'll find out
They'll use you up and spit you out now
Your head's spinnin' in diamonds and clouds
But pretty soon it turns out
You'll be comin' down now baby
You'll be comin' down
What goes around it comes around and
You'll be comin' down
Easy street and cruel luck and true lies
Smile's as sad as those dusky blue skies
A silver plate of pearls my golden child
It's all yours at least for a little while
You'll be fine long as your pretty face holds out
Then it's gonna get pretty cold out
Endless streams of stars shootin' by
You got your hopes on high
You'll be comin' down now baby
You'll be comin' down
What goes around it comes around and
You'll be comin' down
For a while you'll go sparklin' by
Just another pretty thing on high...
Like a thief on Sunday mornin'
It all falls apart with no warnin'
Satin sky's gone candy-apple green
The crushed metal of your little flyin' machine
You'll be comin' down now baby
You'll be comin' down
What goes around it comes around and
You'll be comin' down

PHENO-BARBITOL