Testo di Heaven For The Holidays

Long, hot summer night, kisses by the street light Button up, missed the bus, you'll never be home For midnight... It's a cruel world, it's a cruel world Krushchev, Kennedy, a little piece of history Daddy said we're coming close, we took it with a pinch of glory What a cruel world... Heaven for the holidays, heroes on the radio Heaven for the holidays, searching for a place to go Hiding in the alleyway, choking on a cigarette Heaven for the holidays, the sun's awful red And it scares me to death Back seat, heartbeat, making out from memory Hands up, heads low, eyes looking out The window... At the cruel world... Space talk, moonwalk, it's all right, Ma Prime time merchandise, it certainly pays to advertise In the cruel world..