A Broken Tenor

Lyrics for A Broken Tenor

Red. Blue. Where are you tonight You say everything just right You say everything just right I live on a dead end street Where men and women meet The country's really far from me Where the seasons get universal Yeah, the seasons get universal Why are you still surprised By a quart of gin and a quarter scotch A quiet airplane and a half-hour Off the clock Where are you? Where are you? Your hair knows, your hair knows Your hair knows the top of your T-shirt The top of your T-shirt And your back was up in arms about it But I'm not as good as the interstates are Not as good as the interstates are I just can't take you that far And I just can't take you that far And I'm not as good as the interstates are As the interstates are I just can't take you that far Into a Polish town Into a German tongue, a German tongue In time with Irish round Did he hear that you are young And every Russian girl is you Into a Polish town Into a German tongue, a German tongue In time with Irish round round round Did he hear? Did he hear? He didn't hear here Red. Blue. Where are you tonight Where are you Where are you tonight