stories: From a telephone box E-Book

Steve Price

• Herausgeber: BookRix
• Kategorie: Poesie und Drama
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2018

Beschreibung

A word, a phrase can change how people see things and this is what I try to portray in these books. I do not profess to be a literacy genius. I am just someone who uses words to escape the bordom of reality.

Leseprobe

Steve Price

stories: From a telephone box

To the boredBookRix GmbH & Co. KG81371 Munich

Just because

Just because you eat ice-cream,

Don’t mean you’re sweet,

Just because you have money in your pocket,

Don’t mean you’re rich,

Just because you write your number on a toilet wall,

Don’t mean you’re gonna get any calls,

Just because, just because,

Just because you wear stilettoed shoes,

Don’t mean you have the legs,

Just because you’re phone books full,

Don’t mean you have lots of friends,

Just because you have a Gucci bag,

Don’t mean you have fashion sense,

Just because, just because,

Just because (don’t make you true)

Just because (ain’t living proof)

Just because (Don’t make it real)

Just because (can’t make you feel)

Just because, because,

Just because you live in the city,

Don’t mean you have the world at your feet,

Just because people say your pretty,

Remember beauty is only skin deep,

Just because the sun shines on you,

Don’t mean your heart is warm,

Just because, Just because,

CHORUS

Just because your head is full,

Don’t make you intelligent,

Just because your bodies bronzed,

Don’t make you heaven sent,

Just because, because,

Just because, because,

CHORUS

You ain’t better than me,

You ain’t better than me,

Just because you think,

You ain’t better than me,

No, no, no,

Leaving Las Vegas

I’m leaving,

I’m leaving Las Vegas,

I’m going home,

I’m leaving,

I’m leaving Las Vegas,

And I’m going home,

Going home,

No more bright lights,

No more walking the strip,

No more chips in my pocket,

No more licking of my lips,

I’m leaving Las Vegas,

I’m going home,

Got no time for these shiny places,

Got no ears for the electric tone,

I’m leaving Las Vegas,

I’m going home,

CHORUS

I placed all my bets on your table,

I laid down all my chips,

The neon lights held me in a cradle,

Trying to climb pyramids,

No more bright lights,

No more walking the strip,

No more chips in my pocket,

No more licking of my lips,

CHORUS

Showgirls and showboats,

Colored coins and empty moats,

Lipstick gloss and short skirts,

Empty pockets and empty hopes,

Rock stars in empty rooms,

Shots from the skies making the news,

How can someone live in a desert tomb?

Under neon lights,