Romantica How To Live In A Modern World
I’ve tried to live my life between the platter and the knife
Between my daughter and my wife is where you’ll find me
I haven’t tried to go crazy, just walking around looking for a melody
Or someone who could sell me to the world
How to live in a modern world
Roll the dice, find a girl
Throw away the TV, and have some kids
Move into the big city
Next door to a colored family
Don’t do what your daddy did
All alone in the modern times like a bird on a telephone line
Like a preacher without any signs or wonders at all
Like a man in a sycamore tree watching God walk underneath
Feeling the ocean washing over me in New Orleans
How to live in a modern world
Roll the dice, find a girl
Throw away the TV, and have some kids
Move into the big city
Next door to a colored family
Don’t do what your daddy did
How to live in a modern world
Roll the dice, find a girl
Throw away the TV, and have some kids
Move into the big city
Next door to a colored family
Don’t do what your daddy did
