Do you still keep paper flowers
in the bottom drawer with your Belgian lace
Taking them out
every year to watch the colors fade away?
Do you still believe
in fairy tales, in battlements of shining castles
Safe from
the dragons that lie beneath the hill?
Are you still a Russian
princess rescued by a gypsy dancer
To anyone who'll listen is
that a story you still tell?
You live a life of fantasy, your
diary romantic fiction
Can't you see it's hard for me, can you
see what I am trying to say?
It's a gentleman's excuse
me so I'll take one step to the side
Can you get it inside your
head I'm tired of dancing?
For every one step forward we're
taking two steps back
Can you get it inside your head I'm tired
of dancing?
I know you still like old fashioned waltzes
Your reflection in the mirror that you flirt with as you glide across
the floor
But if I told you the music's over would you want
to hear
That your dance card is empty that there's no-one really
there?
Do you still believe in Santa Claus, that there's a millionaire
Looking for your front door with a key to a life that you'd never
understand?
All I have to offer is the love that I have, it's
freely given
You'll see its value when you see what I've tried
to say
It's a gentleman's excuse me so I'll take one step
to the side
Can you get it inside your head I'm tired of dancing?
For every one step forward I'm taking two steps back
Can you
get it inside your head that from this one step forward
There's
no turning back?
Can you get it inside your head I'm tired of
dancing?
We're finished dancing
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I heard a battle raging on
the other side of the wall
I buried my head in a pillow and
tried to ignore it all
Every night when I hear you I dream of
breaking down your door
An avenging knight in shining armour,
to rescue you from it all
From this family business, family
business
How long does it stay, family business.
It's nobody's
business, this family business
But tell me how long it remains
family business
When I see you at the supermarket, sunglasses
in the shade
Averting your eyes from those staring questions,
how were those bruises made?
The children clutch tight to your
legs, they've got so much they want to say
But daddy's sitting
home, drunk again so they bite their lips and pray
'Cause daddy
don't like people prying, poking in his private affairs
And
if anyone asks from the social, well, you fell down the stairs
It's family business, keep it in the family business
Can
you tell me how long it remains family business?
It's nobody's
business, this family business
But tell me how long it should
stay family business
She's waiting at the bus stop at the
bottom of the hill
She know's she'll never catch it, she knows
she never will
The kids are all she lives for, she's got nothing
left to lose
Nowhere to escape to, but she knows she's got to
move
'Cause when daddy tucks the kids in, it's taking longer
every night
And the heaven that she's waiting for
Through
the hell it lasts all night
It's family business, keep
it in the family business
Can you tell me how long it remains
family business?
It's nobody's business, this family business
But tell me how long it should stay family business
So
I become an accessory and I don't have an alibi
To the victim
on my doorstep the only way I can justify
It's family business,
family business
How long do we keep it family business? |
