From A Few Streets Over Lyrics

	作词 : Sexsmith
	from a few streets over
	before the sun goes down
	you can hear it coming closer
	to this dislocated shoulder
	of an old and crooked town
	that's when the ice cream van rolls around
	but in the land of plenty
	the money here is tight
	the children here are many
	and if you do have any
	he will park his van outside
	there waits the ice cream man with the cold dark eyes
	for it's not a rockwell summer
	or a world of dick and jane
	and how it makes you shudder
	like you used to hide from thunder
	when you hear him coming down the lane
	and you condemn the ice cream man to the world of flame
	a sickly sweet wind is blowing
	across the fields of hell
	a liquorice night's unfolding
	near a grave sight a corroded
	old and burnt out carousel
	here lies the ice cream man the devil treats him well

	zuo ci : Sexsmith
	from a few streets over
	before the sun goes down
	you can hear it coming closer
	to this dislocated shoulder
	of an old and crooked town
	that' s when the ice cream van rolls around
	but in the land of plenty
	the money here is tight
	the children here are many
	and if you do have any
	he will park his van outside
	there waits the ice cream man with the cold dark eyes
	for it' s not a rockwell summer
	or a world of dick and jane
	and how it makes you shudder
	like you used to hide from thunder
	when you hear him coming down the lane
	and you condemn the ice cream man to the world of flame
	a sickly sweet wind is blowing
	across the fields of hell
	a liquorice night' s unfolding
	near a grave sight a corroded
	old and burnt out carousel
	here lies the ice cream man the devil treats him well

	zuò cí : Sexsmith
	from a few streets over
	before the sun goes down
	you can hear it coming closer
	to this dislocated shoulder
	of an old and crooked town
	that' s when the ice cream van rolls around
	but in the land of plenty
	the money here is tight
	the children here are many
	and if you do have any
	he will park his van outside
	there waits the ice cream man with the cold dark eyes
	for it' s not a rockwell summer
	or a world of dick and jane
	and how it makes you shudder
	like you used to hide from thunder
	when you hear him coming down the lane
	and you condemn the ice cream man to the world of flame
	a sickly sweet wind is blowing
	across the fields of hell
	a liquorice night' s unfolding
	near a grave sight a corroded
	old and burnt out carousel
	here lies the ice cream man the devil treats him well

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