Longchamps Boogie

Men created gods
and also the great city
but they always have something, something to reject

For example, my ideas, who could care
the true importance, none are given

I totally abandoned what you might think
if you have any sign or say something special
don't expect so much luck, no one will listen
don't notice the difference, what happens is real

When something indifferent happens in the eyes of God
our past present needs some love
leaving the mechanism, that can affect it
staying anonymous, that's essential

The rain keeps falling on a very gray asphalt
here in Longchamps.