كلمات Dusty

Nico, two headed Cuban giant He’s looking with all of his eyes At the colours that fall through the chestnut tree night Cos tomorrow in London they rise And don’t you know that I’m dusty, too Don’t you know that I’m dusty through and through The candy floss lady is looking at me Though she never has seen me before She knows that I’m selling, let her buy all she has And then maybe come back for some more And don’t you know that I’m dusty, too Don’t you know that I’m dusty through and through Roundabouts, roundabout, all closing down And the men of the goldfish are gone The cars and the arms are all tired now And the lights on the grass are down And don’t you know that I’m dusty, too Don’t you know that I’m dusty through and through Nico, two headed Cuban giant He’s looking with all of his eyes At the colours that fall through the chestnut tree night Because tomorrow in London they rise And don’t you know that I’m dusty, too Don’t you know that I’m dusty through and through