Cover di Human Wheels

Human Wheels
Album - 7 settembre 1993 - Debaser id 38733

di John Mellencamp

Written by: John Mellencamp

They call me Junior.
I live here on the street.
I earn two hundred dollars a week.
I'd like to say
"Hey, thanks a lot."
I know I'm missin' something
But I don't know what it is
That I don't got.

I sit here watchin'
The people down below.
I try to imagine
The places they may go.
I don't know.
I stay home a lot.
I know I'm missin' something
But I don't know what it is
That I don't got.

I see the world through the TV Guide,
What a safe place for me to run.
What a small little man I am.
I'm afraid of everything
From golden rules to airplanes.
What a small little man I am.

They call me Junior.
I'm caught up in this hell.
Sometimes I feel better
But I never do feel well.
Jesus must have one hell of a plan for me.
I know I'm missin' something
But I don't know what it is
That I don't got.

And if I have anything to say
About judgment day
There'll be a crown in heaven
For those who live this way.
Anyway,
You know exactly who you are.

I see the world through the TV Guide,
What a safe place for me to run.
What a small little man I am.
I'm afraid of everything
From the golden rule to airplanes.
What a small little man I am.

They call me Junior.
I live here on the street.
I earn two hundred dollars a week.
I'd like to say
"Hey man, thanks a lot"
My name is Junior

(Chorus out)
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Written by: John Mellencamp

No songs on the stereo
That we could sing with anymore.
No dance that I can do
That would not embarrass you.
A sound bite here and there
With no reason for me to care.

It's just beige to beige,
That's all it is these days,
Little windows for you to crawl through.
You just do what's expected of you.
It's just beige to beige to beige
These days.

Uniforms for this and that,
To be in our club you must wear this hat.
Charlie's gonna look out for you,
You just do what you're supposed to do.
You're gonna fit in here
Just like you should.
Learn the rules and learn them good.

It's just beige to beige,
That's all it is these days,
Little windows for you to crawl through.
You just do what's expected of you.
It's just beige to beige to beige
These days.

If you need a thought
We'll give it to you.
Our statistics show what we do is true.
A world without color
Is a world without sound,
A world to keep the rabble down.
So close the deal, close the door.
Forget about the colors that you knew before.

It's just beige to beige,
That's all it is these days, yeah,
Little windows for you to crawl through.
And Charlie gonna take care of you.
It's just beige to beige to beige
These days.
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Written by: John Mellencamp

What if I came knocking
On your front door some night?
Would you open the window
And drop me down the key?
What if I came knocking
On your bedpost that same night?
Would you open up your heart
Or try to get the best of me?

What if I came knocking
On your brain the next day
And ask for your truth and your love and your honesty?
Would you build up your big walls
And try to hide behind that smile
Or would you try to pull the wool right over me?

So what if I came knocking?
So what if I came knocking?
So what if I came kicking
And it scared you a little bit,
And I came on strong
Would you think
That there's something wrong with me?
Or could it be your fears
Of trying something real
Or just afraid to touch
A guy like me?

What if I came knocking?
What if I came knocking?
What if I came knocking
On your front door some night? Ahh

So let's just say it worked out
Like a storybook dream
And we lived happily ever after.
Fa la la la.
But what if I came crying
After just a few weeks
And said I misread my heart,
This is not really meant to be? yeah

So if you hear some knocking
On your window tonight
You can bet that it's probably me.
But let it be known
That we're just a pair of tumbling dice
And the outcome of these crap shoots
Is hard to see.

So what if I came knocking?
So what if I came knocking?
So what if I came knocking
On your front door tonight? Ahh
So what if I came knocking?
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knocking
Kick, kick, kick
What if I came knocking
On your front porch tonight, tonight?
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