Cheekbone City

Lyrics
[Verse 1] The ploughman comes to Cheekbone City He stares down at the limousines He stares up at the smoke-glass towers He pulls his money-belt one notch in [Chorus] Cheekbone City Cheekbone City [Verse 2] He considers the women's ankles Their fine fine fine hair Fingers the change in his pocket He scratches his ear [Chorus] Cheekbone City Cheekbone City [Verse 3] In the bar he speaks to no one He nods around the room and smilеs Already tasting tomorrow's headache And еvery one of those bumpy miles [Chorus] Cheekbone City Cheekbone City Cheekbone City Cheekbone City
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Credits
- Writers
- Ian Telfer
- Alan Prosser