Falling Down

Premetto che lo so, e avete ragione, ma una caduta di stile si può concedere a tutti.

Questo è un gruppo di ributtanti e vecchi cialtroni plastificati che tante pomiciate hanno provocato negli anni '80 tanto da esserne divenuti un'icona; addirittura potrebbero essere considerati prodromici alle boy-band di mmerda che ci hanno devastato la minkia negli anni'90, ma non ci posso fare nulla: mi interiscono tanto da dedicare questo post al loro nuovo single, con quel ritornellino di cazzo che non ce la fa a trovare un pertugio per uscirmi dal cervello e questo testo, così glamourosamente dramatic!

Buon ascolto.

"Falling down"

Once was a man who consumed his place and time
He thought nothing could touch him
But here and now it's a different storyline
Like the straw he is clutching

Why has the sky turned grey
Hard to my face and cold on my shoulder
And why has my life gone astray
Scarred by disgrace, I know that its over

Because I'm falling down
With people standing round
But before I hit the ground
Is there time
Could I find someone out there to help me?

Howl at the wind rushing past my lonely head
Caught inside its own motion
How I wish it was somebody else instead

Howling at all this corrosion

Why did the luck run dry
Laugh in my face, so pleased to desert me
Why do the cruel barbs fly?
Now when disgrace can no longer hurt me

Because I'm falling down
With people standing round
But before I hit the ground
Is there time
Could I find someone out there to help me?

Because I'm falling down
With people standing round
But before I hit the ground
Is there time
Could I find someone out there to help me?
I don't know "Why"