Confetti

Текст песни VONDA SHEPARD - Confetti <br/> Words &amp; Music by Vonda ShepardSkinny little bratsWalking down Avenue ADangling their cigarettesTheir Independence DayTears like filigrees( )<br />Wear them on their sleevesNobody&#039;s main squeezeIt&#039;s thirty-five degreesPoetry of ordinary life is what I live forThey just wanna be seenThey just wanna be heard...saidMy words are like ConfettiAnd you never pick them upThey fall to the groundI need someone to lift me upSo diaphanous so ephemeralAnd all those bad wordsThey never learned in schoolGroovy like my mamma wasIn her black turtle neckShe was so high strungShe was so low techPoetry and tattooed dreamsAnd fourteen caret nose ringsThe children of elite