Remember our view with the smokestacks?
I secretly named them all
And that suburban skyline held my memoirs
And I still have some, scattered throughout my coins and dust
They may be smeared or tired but I hope not worn out
And we'll scream Europe! Europe!
Or sing Simple Twist of Fate
Inhale sweet relief;
We're both still alive
"So which way does Broadway run north or south?"
"All I know is the sidewalk goes both ways."
I suppose that's where our coincidental reintroduction will occur
And I still have some scattered around my coins and dust
Maybe spared or tired but I hope not worn down
And we'll scream Europe! Europe!
Or sing Simple Twist of Fate
Inhale sweet relief;
We're both still alive
Let the notes out
And we'll scream Europe! Europe!
Or sing Simple Twist of Fate
Inhale sweet relief;
We're both still alive