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Small Town (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Well i was born in a small town
And i live in a small town
Prob’ly die in a small town
Oh, those small communities

All my friends are so small town
My parents live in the same small town
My job is so small town
Provides little opportunity

Educated in a small town
Taught the fear of jesus in a small town
Used to daydream in that small town
Another boring romantic that’s me

But i’ve seen it all in a small town
Had myself a ball in a small town
Married an l.a. doll and brought her to this small town
Now she’s small town just like me

No i cannot forget where it is that i come from
I cannot forget the people who love me
Yeah, i can be myself here in this small town
And people let me be just what i want to be

Got nothing against a big town
Still hayseed enough to say
Look who’s in the big town
But my bed is in a small town
Oh, and that’s good enough for me

Well i was born in a small town
And i can breathe in a small town
Gonna die in this small town
And that’s prob’ly where they’ll bury me

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Small Town (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Well i was born in a small town
And i live in a small town
Prob’ly die in a small town
Oh, those small communities

All my friends are so small town
My parents live in the same small town
My job is so small town
Provides little opportunity

Educated in a small town
Taught the fear of jesus in a small town
Used to daydream in that small town
Another boring romantic that’s me

But i’ve seen it all in a small town
Had myself a ball in a small town
Married an l.a. doll and brought her to this small town
Now she’s small town just like me

No i cannot forget where it is that i come from
I cannot forget the people who love me
Yeah, i can be myself here in this small town
And people let me be just what i want to be

Got nothing against a big town
Still hayseed enough to say
Look who’s in the big town
But my bed is in a small town
Oh, and that’s good enough for me

Well i was born in a small town
And i can breathe in a small town
Gonna die in this small town
And that’s prob’ly where they’ll bury me

Small Town (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Well i was born in a small town
And i live in a small town
Prob’ly die in a small town
Oh, those small communities

All my friends are so small town
My parents live in the same small town
My job is so small town
Provides little opportunity

Educated in a small town
Taught the fear of jesus in a small town
Used to daydream in that small town
Another boring romantic that’s me

But i’ve seen it all in a small town
Had myself a ball in a small town
Married an l.a. doll and brought her to this small town
Now she’s small town just like me

No i cannot forget where it is that i come from
I cannot forget the people who love me
Yeah, i can be myself here in this small town
And people let me be just what i want to be

Got nothing against a big town
Still hayseed enough to say
Look who’s in the big town
But my bed is in a small town
Oh, and that’s good enough for me

Well i was born in a small town
And i can breathe in a small town
Gonna die in this small town
And that’s prob’ly where they’ll bury me

Small Town (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

You feel frozen
But you’ve been chosen,
You lay the drunken
You dreams seem sunken

Your world is small world
And you break the rules
You’re one big fish
In a ball of false

Time is serving/surfing up you down
Time you’re wearing that crown
Time is sliding up and down
Tired of being you

Your work’s no future
Your girl don’t suit you
You ??
You have no nerve to

Take a break from this sad old school
Accross the lake
Lies a place that’s cool

Run you got a place to go
Run you got a boat to row
Run you got a face to show
Run while you can

The high street sleeping
There’s friday creeping
The shops are open
But their minds are closed

How is going but it’s not their concern
They talkin’ stuff (?) about you
That you never learn

Smile, you’re on your own
Smile, ‘cause you’ve outgrown
Smile, you lost your home
Smile to yourself

Small Town (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

You feel frozen
But you’ve been chosen
You lay there drunken
Your dreams seem sunken

Your world’s a small world
And you break the rules
You’re one big fish
In a pool of fools

Tired of serving up you town
Tired of wearing that crown
Tired of sliding up and down
Tired of being you

Your work’s no future
Your girl don’t suit you
The bar won’t serve you
You have no nerve to

Take a break
From this sad old school
Accross the lake
Lies a place that’s cool

Run you’ve got a place to go
Run you’ve got a boat to row
Run you’ve got a face to show
Run while you can

The high street’s sleeping
As friday’s creeping
The shops are open
But their minds are closed

How’s it going but it’s not their concern
They talkin’ stuff about you
That you never learn

Smile, you’re on your own
Smile, ‘cause you’ve outgrown
Smile, you lost your home
Smile to yourself

Small Town (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Oh yeah!

Lalalalalala
Lalalalalala

You get no kick out of champagne
Things make you sick by staying the same
So lame
And if you think that you know everybody
And if it seems inspiration is gone
Days when it feels like nothing can turn you on

[Chorus]
Open your eyes to the life in this small town
How many times you’ve been leaving?
Oh yeah
And so it seems we keep coming back home
So open your eyes to the life in this small town

Hahahahalala
Hahahahalala

I always run straight to the flames
I’ve lost my face in a thousand ways
Oh yeah
Still you give a damn about my reputation
Take me as I am
You are my family
If you get lonely you know where you will find me

[Chorus]

And there is no way out
If you don’t wanna talk about it
If you don’t wanna turn around
I wanna have confidence in you

Hahahahalala
Hahahahalala

Uh-huh, hey!

Small Town (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I heard a place not too far from here
Is handing out answers
About why we are here
And it’s a small town in a small world
And the congregation’s small too
But somehow I think they’re telling the truth

And in the same small town there is a girl
She’s a good looker but she’s mad at the world
And she’s wondering about tomorrow and why she’s here
She’s sick and tired of using her sleeve to wipe her tears

And oh oh,
You can tell by the look that’s in her eyes
She’s not that well
She’s wishin’ someone would close their eyes
And picture this for just a moment to theirselves
And oh, at least that’s what they say
At least thats what they
Thats what they say
Thats what they say
At least thats whats they say

She sits alone
She’s a re-run queen
The sun shines through her window
Enough to make out her figurine
The neighbours look at her strange
‘Cuz she’s lived there her whole life
And they still don’t know her name
She likes to keep to herself
‘Cuz she can’t find nobody else

And you can tell by the look that’s in her eyes
She’s not that well
She’s wishing someone would close their eyes
And picture this for just a moment to theirselves

And at least that’s what they say, yeah
At least that’s what they
That’s what they say
That’s what they say
And at least that’s what they say,
Yeah, yeah
What they say (x4)
And I don’t care
What they say (x4)
And I don’t care
What they say (x4)
And I don’t care
Nooo….

She wanders through the town
To find this place she’s heard about
Thinking maybe they can figure out what’s wrong, ohhh
They greet her with a smile
Saying they’ve been waitin’ quite some while
Just to let her know she’s worth more than she’s ever dreamed of

And her heart opens wide
And for the first time in her life
She feels the touch of Jesus deep inside, ohhh
she wonders what went wrong
In a town where nothing’s going on
And thinks of all the others that she knows

And she’s sad (x9)
Wanna leave out her name (x7)
Nooo (x7)

She wanders through the town
To find this place she’s heard about
Thinking maybe they can figure out what’s wrong

Small Town (Letra)

John Cale

John Cale

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Words and music: lou reed & john cale

When you’re growing up in a small town
When you’re growing up in a small town
When you’re growing up in a small town
You say no one famous ever came from here
When you’re growing up in a small town
And you’re having a nervous breakdown
And you think that you’ll never escape it
Yourself or the place that you live
Where did picasso come from
There’s no michelangelo coming from pittsburgh
If art is the tip of the iceberg
I’m the part sinking below

When you’re growing up in a small town
Bad skin, bad eyes – gay and fatty
People look at you funny
When you’re in a small town
My father worked in construction
It’s not something for which i’m suited
Oh – what is something for which you are suited?
Getting out of here

I hate being odd in a small town
If they stare let them stare in new york city
As this pink eyed painting albino
How far can my fantasy go?
I’m no dali coming from pittsburgh
No adorable lisping capote
My hero – oh do you think i could meet him?
I’d camp out at his front door
There is only one good thing about small town
There is only one good use for a small town
There is only one good thing about small town
You know that you want to get out

When you’re growing up in a small town
You know you’ll grow down in a small town
There is only one good use for a small town
You hate it and you’ll know you have to leave