ELI'S NEON DREAM
Được tạo ra bởi SRI N. STRIMBU với Udio AI
Lyrics
Rough and unclean Eli Brown's scene A backpack worn, and full of dreams No cash to flow In neon's glow His eyes are glued On the back row (back row) Where the lights dim, the dancers scream It's a hard show, for the eyes of Eli Brown Salad's green, at the King's cuisine Change scraped up, from the dirty ground But he's the king, in his worn-out crown Tattered jeans, a life unseen Driftin’ through the streets, his step serene Hopes in hitch, with every twitch Down dusty alleyways and midnight switch Eli’s mind, like a ghost train’s wail Through the peep booths, he sets his sail [DOUBLE GUITAR SOLO] PEEP SHOW ESCAPADE , TWO DOLLARS IN TOKENS HE'S GOT IT MADE, BEHIND THE BROWN DOOR HE WANTS SOME MORE, HE'S A SELL OUT JOKE, ON BUTT STUFF HE'LL CHOKE [GUITAR SOLO] [ECHO] FADE OUT] [AMBIENT] [ECHO] [FADE]
