Texty: Orchestral Manoeuvres In The Dark. Big Town.

I discovered a big town
On the crest of a wave
Throwing money at strangers
Taking candy from babes

Shaking hands in a big top
As the rain came down
I though it would not stop

Sending letters to Paris
From the Empire state
Taking pictures from the top

There's a lot of things
For you to do
There's a lot of dreams
That won't come true

I grew up in a big town
The lessons were not hard to learn
If you want them to love you
Then you must not love them in return

Spent the night at a party
Where I drank so much
I fell under your spell

Eight o'clock in the morning
And the daylight makes me
Look and feel like hell

There's a lot of things
For you to do
There's a lot of dreams
That won't come true

There's a lot of things
For you to do
There's a lot of dreams
That won't come true

When you live in a big town
There are sights and sounds
That make you wanna cry

When you live in a big town
There are sights and sounds
That make you wanna cry

When you live in a big town
There are sights and sounds
That make you wanna cry

When you live in a big town
There are sights and sounds
Make you wanna cry