and'cause youand're beautiful (like no other)
and'cause youand're beautiful (maybe tonight, theyand'll see you tonight)
Beautiful .... beautiful
And itand's no good waiting by the window
itand's no good waiting for the sun
please believe me, the things you dream of
they donand't fall in the laps of no-one
And itand's no good . . . waiting, waiting
and itand's no good . . . waiting
Youand've got to go to the city
Always the same
always the same dreams yeah yeah
always the same (yes youand're movinand' up)
Well youand've got to think of something
and'cause your job pays you nothing
but youand've got the things god gave you
so the music may yet be your saviour
Got to be a way, some way
got to be some way to make your way to the light (all the girls say)
got to be some way, today, today, maybe tonight, maybe tonight
And itand's always the same . . .
always the same dreams yeah yeah
always the same (yes youand're movinand' up)
Youand're beautiful, you are, and you know it
youand're wasted here, youand're a star
in this small town of hand-me-downs who donand't even know it
Sometimes it brings you down
sometimes it eats you up
sometimes you think that your headand's going to blow
it doesnand't get better . . .
Donand't you know, youand've got to go to the city
youand've got to reach the other side of the glass
i think youand'll make it in the city baby
i think you know that you are more than just
some fucked up piece of ass
Got to be a way, some way
got to be some way to make your way to the light (all the boys say)
got to be some way, today, today, maybe tonight,
theyand'll see you tonight
And itand's always the same
a lways the same
always the same dreams yeah yeah
always the same (yes youand're movinand' up)
Cause youand're beautiful (like no other)
cause youand're beautiful (take me, make me)
cause youand're beautiful (maybe tonight, theyand'll see you tonight)
Beautiful .... beautiful
And itand's no good waiting by the window
itand's no good waiting for the sun
please believe me, the things you dream of
they donand't fall in the laps of no-one
And itand's no good . . . waiting, waiting
and itand's no good . . . waiting
Youand've got to go to the city
youand've got to go to the city,
theyand're going to find you there
and'cause youand're beautiful
and'cause youand're beautiful
Sometimes it brings you down
sometimes it eats you up
sometimes you think that your headand's going to blow and
it doesnand't get better . . .
Donand't you know, youand've got to go to the city
youand've got to reach the other side of the glass
i think youand'll make it in the city baby
i think you know that you are more than just
some fucked up piece of ass
More than just ...
Sid youand've got to think of something
and'cause your job pays you nothing
but youand've got the things god gave you
so the music may yet be your saviour
Do you want a saviour, saviour
say that you do,
you know youand're wasted here, wasted here
and there ainand't no miracles happening any time soon ...
