Friday, January 28, 2011

Some Things Never Change




Now that you've found your paradise
This is your Kingdom to command
You can go outside and polish your car
Or sit by the fire in your Shangri-la

Here is your reward for working so hard
Gone are the lavatories in the back yard
Gone are the days when you dreamed of that car
You just want to sit in your Shangri-la

Put on your slippers and
sit by the fire
You've reached your top and
you just can't get any higher

You're in your place and
you know where you are

In your Shangri-la

Sit back in your old rocking chair
You need not worry, you need not care
You can't go anywhere
Shangri-la, Shangri-la, Shangri-la

The little man who gets the train
Got a mortgage hanging over his head
But he's too scared to complain
'Cos he's conditioned that way

Time goes by and he pays off his debts
Got a TV set and a radio
For seven shillings a week

Shangri-la, Shangri-la, Shangri-la,
Shangri-la, Shangri-la, Shangri-la

And all the houses in
the street have got a name
'Cos all the houses in the street
they look the same

Same chimney pots, same little cars,
same window panes

The neighbors call to tell you
things that you should know

They say their lines,
they drink their tea,
and then they go

They tell your business
in another Shangri-la

The gas bills and the water rates,
and payments on the car
Too scared to think about
how insecure you are

Life ain't so happy in
your little Shangri-la
Shangri-la, Shangri-la

Put on your slippers
and sit by the fire
You've reached your top and
you just can't get any higher

You're in your place and
you know where you are
In your Shangri-la

Sit back in your old rocking chair
You need not worry, you need not care

You can't go anywhere

Shangri-la, Shangri-la, Shangri-la,
Shangri-la, Shangri-la, Shangri-la

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