Patti Smith - 1959 Lyrics
(smith/shanahan)(c)1997 druse music, inc./slea head music(ascap)Listen to my story. got two tales to tell.One of fallen glory. one of vanity.The worlds roof was raging, but we were looking fine;cause we built that thing and it grew wings,In nineteen-fifty-nine.Wisdom was a teapot; pouring from above.Desolation angelsServed it up with love.Ignitin[g strife] like every form of light,Then moved by bold design,Slid in that thing and it grew wings,In nineteen-fifty-nine.****************It was blood, shining in the sun;First: freedom!Speeding the american claim:Freedom; freedom; freedom; freedom!******************China was the tempest; [and] madness overflowed.[the] lama was a young man,And [he] watched his world in flames.Taking glory down by the edge of clouds;It was a cryin[g] shame.Another lost horizon. tibet the fallen star.Wisdom and compassion crushed, in the land of shangri-la.But in the land of the impala, honey, well,We were lookin fine,cause we built that thing and it grew wings;In nineteen-fifty-nine.cause we built that thing and it grew wings;In nineteen-fifty-nine.It was the best of times, its [was] the worst of times;In 1959; 1959; 1959; 1959; 1959; 1959; 1959.It was the best of times; it was the worst of times.[in] nineteen-fifty-nine.
