Penny Arcade Songtext
von Holly Johnson
Penny Arcade Songtext
Penny arcade
Don′t go to the penny arcade
Don't waste the money that your mother′s made
Don't waste your life, just use your mind
Come play with me, leave the game behind
Game over, you're my high score
I need you more, I like your smile
Move the joystick quick
You′ve got poise, personality
Love what you do for me
In the penny arcade, the deals we made
Our innocence, the price we paid
From Piccadilly to the Strand
We plied our trade in playland
Time to go home, get on the train
Pack your bags and move on again
Don′t sell your love, don't play around
With the lowlife in this town
What can we hope for? What can we do?
We′re ordinary people too
Drink your drink and watch the game
Weekend over, work again
In the penny arcade, the deals we made
Our innocence, the price we paid
From Piccadilly to the Strand
We plied our trade in playland
The streets they said were paved with gold
Are lined with souls that someone sold
Cheap love in alleyways
The pimp and needle never pays, never pays
See a movie with a friend
Watch the credits till the end
Cameras roll across your mind
Watch the stars as they sell time
Time to wake up and work the streets
Bright lights and naked heat
Hang around street corners
Watch the world go by, by
In the penny arcade, the deals we made
Our innocence, the price we paid
From Piccadilly to the Strand
We plied our trade in playland
In the penny arcade
Our innocence, the price we paid
From Piccadilly to the Strand
We plied our trade in playland
Don′t go to the penny arcade
Don't waste the money that your mother′s made
Don't waste your life, just use your mind
Come play with me, leave the game behind
Game over, you're my high score
I need you more, I like your smile
Move the joystick quick
You′ve got poise, personality
Love what you do for me
In the penny arcade, the deals we made
Our innocence, the price we paid
From Piccadilly to the Strand
We plied our trade in playland
Time to go home, get on the train
Pack your bags and move on again
Don′t sell your love, don't play around
With the lowlife in this town
What can we hope for? What can we do?
We′re ordinary people too
Drink your drink and watch the game
Weekend over, work again
In the penny arcade, the deals we made
Our innocence, the price we paid
From Piccadilly to the Strand
We plied our trade in playland
The streets they said were paved with gold
Are lined with souls that someone sold
Cheap love in alleyways
The pimp and needle never pays, never pays
See a movie with a friend
Watch the credits till the end
Cameras roll across your mind
Watch the stars as they sell time
Time to wake up and work the streets
Bright lights and naked heat
Hang around street corners
Watch the world go by, by
In the penny arcade, the deals we made
Our innocence, the price we paid
From Piccadilly to the Strand
We plied our trade in playland
In the penny arcade
Our innocence, the price we paid
From Piccadilly to the Strand
We plied our trade in playland
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