E’ solo un giorno come un altro nella grande città
Tra i grattacieli oltre il cemento il cielo è azzurro e lo sa, e lo sa
Si, miss Jones da sempre lo sa
Il sole appartiene a tutta quanta l’umanità
Heaven is no place for miss Jones
I said hell is not a place for miss Jones
Heaven is no place for miss Jones
I said lower than this you cannot go
Miss Jones arranca col carrello tra la bowery e i bar
La pancia spinge la sua casa tra Manhattan e i clubs
Ooh ooh, lei alza appena la testa
Ooh ooh, la città è sempre in festa
No miss non è invitata nera sporca sbagliata
Solo un nome una data su una carta strappata
Ooh ooh mi chiamo miss Jones
Ooh ooh, io sono miss Jones
Lei guarda limo e ferrari fare scendere dee
Con il trucco disfatto molto oltre le sei
Con sorrisi perfetti Gucci Chanel e Prada
Lei si sente sbagliata e il suo cielo è la strada
Heaven is no place for miss Jones
I said hell is not a place for miss Jones
Heaven is no place for miss Jones
I said lower than this you cannot go
Lei trascina una croce di ignoranza e miseria
Una cosa non seria per chi scrive la storia
A miliardi suoi uguali sognan vite normali
A cui costa la vita star sui telegiornali
Solo un numero e un nome, solo un numero, eccome
Per le banche, lo stato, la televisione
Merce senza valore, carne per il cannone
Dati da divorare e non certo persone
C’è un sole nuovo nel cielo lei alza la testa
E settembre si infrange, si gela la festa
Un altro sole violento rende cenere i viali
A lei scappa un sorriso, allora anche voi siete mortali
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Miss Jones Lyrics English
It’s just a day like another in the big city
Among the skyscrapers beyond the cement the sky is blue and knows it, and knows
Yes, Miss Jones has always known it
The sun belongs to all how much humanity
Heaven Is No Place for Miss Jones
I Said Hell is Not to Place for Miss Jones
Heaven Is No Place for Miss Jones
I Said Lower Than This You Cannot Go
Miss Jones Arranca with the trolley between the Bowery and the bars
The belly pushes her home between Manhattan and clubs
OOH OOH, you just raise your head
OOH OOH, the city is always celebrating
No missing is not invited turn dirty wrong
Only a name a date on a torn paper
OOH OOH my name is Miss Jones
OOH OOH, I’m Miss Jones
She looks silent and Ferrari to go down Dee
With the unmade makeup a lot over six
With perfect smiles Gucci Chanel and Prada
She feels wrong and the sky of her is the road
Heaven Is No Place for Miss Jones
I Said Hell is Not to Place for Miss Jones
Heaven Is No Place for Miss Jones
I Said Lower Than This You Cannot Go
She drags a cross of ignorance and misery
One thing is not serious for those who write the story
A billion of you equal to her Sognan Normal screw
To which life is on the newscasts
Only a number and a name, just a number, which is
For banks, the state, television
Good value, meat for cannon
Data to be devoured and certainly people
There is a new sun in the sky she raises her head
And September it breaks, the party is glare
Another violent sun makes the avenues ash
She runs out a smile, then you’re deadly
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Madrac Lyrics – Miss Jones