Motorcade Lyrics - Real Life - Magazine

I believe all that I read now 

Night has come off the corners 

Shadows flicker sweet and tame 

Dancing like crazy mourners 

The man with the hotdog sells lemonade 

Someone over there needs first aid 

While me and the rest of the world 

Await the touch of the motorcade 

No one finds time to turn a blind eye 

You can't be too careful nowadays 

And my friend says "Listen 

To the stupid things they're making you say" 

Here comes the motorcade 

Moving so slow and hard 

Like a snake in a closet 

Holding the sway in the boulevard 

Here is your man 

All faces turn unanimously 

The small fry who sizzle in his veins 

In all security 

Here is your man 

All faces turn unanimously 

The small fry who sizzle in his veins 

In all security 

In the back of his car 

Into the null and void he shoots 

The man at the centre of the motorcade 

Has learnt to tie his boots 

In the back of his car 

In the null and void he sees 

The man at the centre of the motorcade 

Can choose between coffee and tea 

In the boulevard, the motorcade holds sway 

In the boulevard, the motorcade holds sway 

In the boulevard, the motorcade holds sway 

In the boulevard, the motorcade holds sway