Pete Townshend - Brooklyn Kids Lyrics
Girl is on a white sheet She's tripped in a trance, While her friends go out and dance She's alone don't ask me why This kid from Brooklyn cries Boy struts on the main street He's dressed for affect But his eye's reveal he's really red He's all alone don't ask me why This kid from Brooklyn cries And their both just a mile apart Just streets away from a kindred heart But they might as well Be an ocean between them There might as well Be an ocean between them You and me just can't relate We got love given on a plate Is it love or is it fate Were not alone Same girl in the sunshine Such a perfect shape And he can't talk, he just passed again She walks alone don't ask me why This kid from Brooklyn cries Same boy doing cell time Hanging his head, Pickup didn't go quiet as planned He feels alone don't ask me why This kid from Brooklyn cries And their both just a mile apart Just streets away from a kindred heart But they might as well Be an ocean between them Yes there might as well Be an ocean between them
