Grace Kelly Blues

Grace Kelly Blues
The cut-rate mime
Walking through the dirty streets
Of Paris in the hot August heat
Sun melting the fake smile away
Just looking for a place to stay
The actress gave up all her old dreams
And traded up now she is a queen
Royal families don't have time for that shit
Your crystal ball, you keep it hid

The tractor trailer driver radios:
Help me someone I'm out here all alone
Truck driving the black night away
Prayin' for the light of day
The kid in the mall works at what dog on a stick
His hat is a funny shape his heart is a brick
Taking your order he will look away
He doesn't have a thing to say
But me I'm feeling pretty good as of now
I'm not so sure when I got here or how
Sun melting the fake smile away
I think, you know, I'll be okay
Un día caluroso de agosto en las sucias calles de París, un mimo de bajo presupuesto camina, el sol derritiendo su falsa sonrisa mientras busca un lugar donde quedarse...