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Rerecording of 'City of Sparkling Sidewalks'
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Charts
Peak #220
Peak in subgenre #13
Author
A Neckender
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ANeckender Music
Uploaded
February 01, 2008
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MP3 4.6 MB, 128 kbps, 5:02
Story behind the song
Messing with my new guitar and tried to get an old-fshioned Mic sound via state of the art production techniques (TeeHee)
Lyrics
In the City of Sparkling Sidewalks Sweating Budweiser beer From Pacific Heights to Fisherman’s Wharf Evenings are cool round here I’m rolling north to the border They all suck on Starbuck Lattes Now I’m on The Embarcardero And wait for cable cars Sitting on a tram car I’m looking for an Internet Cafe So I can send you an e-card From the City of Sparkling Sidewalks The dead chicken windows of Chinatown At Ocean Beach the Pacific pounds I love this City and it’s sounds I found a bar with 26 beers It’s always happy hour round here Raise a glass to Columbus and City Lights The Beat Ghosts are all walking tonight I see a high heeled lady stepping out of a cab Click clacking on the sparkling slabs Bay Bridge takes my breath away To Oakland and Santa Fe Tommorrow I’m over the Golden Gate and gone Heading north on Highway 101 Got no time for Sausalito Heading north as fast as we can go We found a town with joined up shops Where life never starts and time never stops But I spent my money on sourdough Who knows where the hours go ? In the City of Sparkling Sidewalks The dead chicken windows of Chinatown I loved that City’s sound I just loved looking around I just loved looking around I just loved looking around I just loved looking around I’m down on Granville Island Eating steak salad from Thailand Left my heart in Stanley Park Clouds so low I needed an ark Make it a liberty ship Take a freedom trip Nobody heard my dying words My living words too Like a fish that lives on turds I’m so low down and blue (Not used) Im going back to the City of Sparkling Sidewalks The dead chicken windows of Chinatown At sunset I stood on the Rockies And I saw heaven before me Avenue of lumbering giants I’m an ecologist – won’t you be my clients Women wander lost in these malls I’m in the city of Diana Kralls In the Ya’Tel Motel on a Saturday night With a no-tell sad-spell to keep me quiet My wife says “listen to the words” Like I always listen to hers
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