Magazine Philadelphia Lyrics

Philadelphia Lyrics

Your clean-living, clear-eyed
clever, level-headed brother says
he`ll put all the screws
upon your newest lover
Buddha`s in the fireplace
the truth`s in drugs from Outer Space
maybe it`s right to be nervous now

Who are these madmen!
what do they want from me!
with all of their straight-talk from their misery

Everything`d be just fine
if I had the right pastime
I`d`ve been Raskolnikov
but Mother Nature ripped me off
in Philadelphia
I`m sure that I felt healthier
maybe it`s right to be nervous now

I had liberty of movement
but I`m so lazy
I`m so lazy
I`m just so lazy

You`re just a big kid
you`re not so big at that
you never got the hang of it
now you`re being looked at

Where have I seen you before!
`Same place you saw me, I expect
I`ve got a good face for memories`
in Philadelphia
I`m sure that I felt healthier
maybe it`s right to be nervous now