Lyrics

[Verse 1] All of our friends were living uptown Painting the bridges, and flaming around The neighborhood changed when they shut down the store All the art dealers don't live here no more [Chorus] Losing my memory Moving so slow Standing in the gallery With nothing to show Let me take your picture Let me see your smile This kind of loneliness Goes out of style [Verse 2] Nursery boys gave us the number to call This brand new disease that was doing us all The body of work, throw it out on the street All thе art dealers are dеad on their feet [Chorus] Losing my memory Moving so slow Standing in the gallery With nothing to show These prison visitations Start to take their toll This kind of loneliness Starts to get old Hey! [Instrumental Interlude] [Chorus] Losing my memory Moving so slow Standing in the gallery Nothing to show Let me take your picture, honey Let me see your smile This kind of loneliness Goes out of style