by Donald Fagen
I would love to tour the Southland
In a travelling minstrel show
Yes, I'd love to tour the Southland
In a traveling minstrel show
Yes, I'm dying to be a star and make them laugh
Sound just like a record on the phonograph
Those days are gone forever
Over a long time ago
I have never met Napoleon
But I plan to find the time
I have never met Napoleon
But I plan to find the time
'Cause he looks so fine upon that hill
They tell me he was lonely, he's lonely still
Those days are gone forever
Over a long time ago
I stepped up on the platform
The man gave me the news
He said, 'You must be joking, son
'Where did you get those shoes?'
Well, I've seen them on the TV, the movie show
They say the times are changing, but I just don't know
These things are gone forever
Over a long time ago
Thursday, September 6, 2018
Pretzel Logic
Posted by Steven A Mitchell 0 comments
Labels: anticipation, melancholia, memory, nonsense, romanticism, time