Izzy

Living here's no paradise, never makes the news, somewhere not so nice, we could be in space, stars and sea like glue, better than in this place, who wants bitter strife, accept what we can do, some wait all their lives, our song still resonates, holds a ring of truth, remember when we had dates, this district tells us why, always a song for you, beyond sodium pikey lights, it's what we create, Saturdays's our hullabuloo, we don't hesitate, home is to stay up nights, drink and sing and cook, maybe it's the way we try, look for everything good.