歌词
Everything’s a clue
To a green detective
I’ve been glomming on
To every new perspective
Yellow bricks
On a noisy street
Lay the mortar thick
And all the edges bleed
Well it don’t belong to me
Much as I hate to admit it, baby
Beautiful town
I’ve been living in
Walking up and down
Find it, lose it again
What is it like
On your end today
Clouds in the sky
Uniquely arranged
Well it don’t belong to me
It could never belong to you or me
Much as I hate to admit it, baby
Yellow bricks
On a noisy street
Walking up and down
All the edges bleed