City Boy

Heaven For The Holidays

City Boy


Long, hot summer night, kisses by the street light 
Button up, missed the bus, you'll never be home 
For midnight... 
It's a cruel world, it's a cruel world

Krushchev, Kennedy, a little piece of history 
Daddy said we're coming close, we took it with a pinch of glory 
What a cruel world...

Heaven for the holidays, heroes on the radio 
Heaven for the holidays, searching for a place to go 
Hiding in the alleyway, choking on a cigarette 
Heaven for the holidays, the sun's awful red 
And it scares me to death

Back seat, heartbeat, making out from memory 
Hands up, heads low, eyes looking out 
The window... 
At the cruel world...

Space talk, moonwalk, it's all right, Ma 
Prime time merchandise, it certainly pays to advertise 
In the cruel world..