High time for nothing,
there's a clock in the prison cell
Superfly sells me something
made me come out of my shell
Now I don't even have to tell you
You already know
Any map in any station, pick a line and go
You've always got the streetlights,
Shining on your hard times,
Don't it make your shoes shine
Staring at the streetlights
Hey streetlights won't you save me?
Bringing down aircraft with
your eyes don't amaze me
The former number one contender
squealing on his back,
You keep screaming no surrender
Go and ride your bike
You've always got the streetlights
Shining on your hard times
When the top one hundred earners
coffins have been nailed
When you stop their ugly sisters
opening your mail
And when the reason why you're drinking isn't solely to get wrecked
It'll be high time for something
I would've held my breath
You've always got the street lights
Shining on your hard times
Don't it make your shoes shine
Staring at the streetlightsby Jack Bruce and Pete Brown
Feel when I dance with you,
We move like the sea.
You, you're all I want to know.
I feel free, I feel free, I feel free.
I can walk down the street, there's no one there
Though the pavements are one huge crowd.
I can drive down the road; my eyes don't see,
Though my mind wants to cry out loud.
I feel free, I feel free, I feel free.
I can walk down the street, there's no one there
Though the pavements are one huge crowd.
I can drive down the road; my eyes don't see,
Though my mind wants to cry out loud,
Though my mind wants to cry out loud.
Dance floor is like the sea,
Ceiling is the sky.
You're the sun and as you shine on me,
I feel free, I feel free, I feel free.