Andreas Johnson - THIS AIN'T MY CROWD lyrics

Down at the chambers she waves at the waiter

while talking about a play that she read.

She is painting her words like some old Russian poet

forgotten of course, but ahead.

Ooh yeah!

She is at the top of the world now.

Upon the hill there's a man with a view

and he is talking about the book that he's writing

from his window to the world he sees more

than you do and it's all so very frightening.

So he talks and he spits at society changes

and people too big for their minds.

The mirror of life is the God in his struggle

but still he's walking around blind.

Hey, this ain't my crowd no more

Now wait, wait, wait, this ain't my crowd no more.

Thru a bottle of wine she is seeking a thrill

from a man who calls himself Ted

a brand new religion is up on the table and

Ted is soon to be dead.

An intellectual puppet with marshmallow shoes

to step on every subject you bring.

Now she travelled the world and she met all the famous

but still she doesn't get a thing.

Hey, this ain't my crowd no more

Now wait, wait, wait, this ain't my crowd no more.

No, this ain't my crowd

Out form the cold came a girl born in Silance

making her way thru the crowd

words ain't her weapon, and she doesn't have to

justify everything to walk proud

so brother believe me, ain't doin' no harm

I'm just glad to be out of this place

So before we decide to leave them all behind

let's take a good look at her face

Hey, this ain't my crowd no more

Now wait, wait, wait, this ain't my crowd no more.

Hey, this ain't my crowd no more

Now wait, wait, wait, this ain't my crowd no more.

this ain't my crowd no more, this ain't my crowd no more

this ain't my crowd no more