The Sound Of North America Lyrics - Beautiful South

Ginger Elvis Presley looked a fraction sad 

Roaming the whole town from bin to bin 

Well living on the streets wasn't all that bad 

Where no-one seemed to know that he was King 

The sound of New York City 

isn't police sirens wailing 

It's the sound of Wall Street tills 

whilst everyone else is failing 

Sometimes you feel expensive 

sometimes you feels so cheap 

You can roam the streets a King 

whilst everyone's asleep 

You can mime to any record 

with a hairbrush or a spoon 

But God help the singer out of tune 

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A crippled Mohammad Ali 

looked at bad luck in the mirror 

Bad luck looked back at him and sighed 

He looked a good foot smaller 

and a couple of stone thinner 

And if anyone came toward him 

he would hide 

The sound of North America 

isn't Christians quietly praying 

It's the sound of shuffling feet 

that don't know where they're staying 

Sometimes you feel expensive 

sometimes you feels so cheap 

You can roam the streets a King 

whilst everyone's asleep 

You can fight with anybody 

with a glimmer of a chance 

But God help the boxer with no hands 

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A homeless Greta Garbo 

moves across the street 

The moonlight shining clearly 

through her skirt 

A real life living legend 

that no-one wants to meet 

And that's when being Garbo 

really hurts 

may have Frank Sinatra singing 

But the rhythm and the melody 

were dead black men swinging 

Sometimes you feel expensive 

sometimes you feels so cheap 

You can roam the streets a Queen 

whilst everyone's asleep 

You can act with anybody 

from the cradle to the crypt 

But God help the actress 

who doesn't know the script