Tar Beach Songtext
von John Sebastian

Summer′s coming, I can feel the heat
We'll burn like butter on the hot concrete
Desperation on that city street
Let′s drag our blanket up to Tar Beach
Suntan lotion and a cherry coat
There ain't no ocean but we seem to float
Radio's playing our song up on the roof
And somehow dreams don′t seem so out of reach

When we make magic up on Tar Beach
It may not be an island paradise
It may not be a sunset on the bay
It′s right here in the middle of the madness
But oh so far away

So don't be hanging ′round the candy store
And don't go hitching to the Jersey shore
It may be sticky and hot but honey it′s ours
Just you and me above the penthouse suite
It's a private party up on Tar Beach


It may not be an island paradise
It may not be a sunset on the bay
It′s right here in the middle of the madness
But oh so far away

And late in September when the air is cool
We'll stop and remember what we used to do
So honey let me show you what I'm living for
It′s one story higher than the very top floor
Cannon′s waiting up a fire escape up on the roof
So fly with me above the city streets
And we'll spend summer up on Tar Beach

It may not be an island paradise
It may not be a sunset on the bay
It′s right here in the middle of the madness
But oh so far away
Yeah but it's oh so far away
It may not be an island paradise
It may not be a sunset on the bay
It′s right here in the middle of the madness
But oh so far away


Tar Beach
Tar Beach
Tar Beach
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