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Teksty: Bryan Ferry. Frantic. Cruel.


My sun is set - and my day is done
When I turn to the east I can see no dawn
But iron horse come - buffalo gone
Like blades of grass they cut us all down
Yes I know what it is to be free
To run as far as the eye can see
But long knife come - buffalo gone
Like blades of grass they cut us all down
Why in the world are you so cruel?
Here is a girl who's working in a factory
Spends all her time there thinking what she want to be
She got no boyfriend - she got no window
She just a lonely heart - it's tearing me apart
There's a boy now doesn't have a word to say
Cat got your tongue now - night to night and day to day
He got no girl friend - he got no money
He just a lonely heart - it's tearing me apart
Why in the world are you so cruel?
Everywhere I go there's a world full of heartbreak
Hole in the sky now - tell me where for God's sake
Where is that sunshine? where is that rainbow?
Who got an answer here? tell me what I want to know
Nobody knows the trouble I see
Nobody cares - nobody but me
And James Bond, Jackie O, Johnnie Ray and Garbo
Who got an answer here? tell me what I want to know
Why in the world are you so cruel?