"Sammy Davis City" as written by Joe Strummer and Brian Setzer....
When it's raining and times are hard,
And there's too much junk in the backyard,
You hope for a rainbow.
Be it lotto or keno
In the trailer park;
That's the light in the dark.
In all of the valleys
Under lucky stars,
By the satellite dishes
And the non-running cars
I'm feeling all the people dreaming.
Blue tiles are cool
All around the pool.
Greek columns are fine,
But give me a deal on the vine.
Nothing pretentious,
I haven't changed.
I got sixty billion,
But I'm still the same.
The pool is hot.
The beer is cold.
The cigar costs a lot,
And the wine is old.
Where the car reps dream
Like Walter Mitty,
Oh, book me a berth
In Sammy Davis City, yeah!
Well, Annie and Danny
Are growing too fast,
And I can't fix the hammock
'Cause I'm feeling half-assed.
Those basketball hoops
Became chicken coops.
There's a motel for sale,
A cafe, and a jail.
In all of the valleys
Under lucky Stars,
By the satillite dishes
And the non-running cars
I'm feeling all the people dreaming.
Blue tiles are cool
All around the pool.
Greek columns are fine,
But give me a deal on the vine.
Nothing pretentious,
I haven't changed.
I got sixty billion,
But I'm still the same.
The pool is hot.
The beer is cold.
The cigar costs a lot,
And the wine is old.
Where the car reps dream
Like Walter Mitty,
Oh, book me a berth
In Sammy Davis City, yeah!
I'm feeling all the people dreaming.
Feeling all the people dreaming...
Feeling all the people dreaming...


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"Sammy Davis City" as written by Joe Strummer Brian Setzer

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