Simple Minds - Upon the catwalk
One, two
One, two, three, four
Upon the catwalk
A big wheel is spinning
And dollars to deutschmarks
And pennies from heaven
And up on the catwalk
There’s one hundred million
With letters from thousands
That say “Just who are you?”
There's one thousand names
That can spring up in my mind
But you'd call it blackmail
And that's just not my kind
And up on the catwalk,
Up on the catwalk
And I don't know why
I will be there, I will be there, I will be there
I will be there, I will be there
Up on the catwalk there's street politicians
That crawl in from Broadway
Say then who are you
And up on the catwalk
There’s one thousand postcards
From Montevideo
Say that I'll be home soon
Get out of Bombay and go up to Brixton
And look around, to see just what is missing
And up on the catwalk
Girls call for mother
And dream of their boyfriends
And I don't know why
I will be there, I will be there, I will be there
I will be there, I will be there
Tonight, under the crystal light
I'll tell you everything I need
Tonight, under the crystal light,
Surrender everything to me Up on the catwalk
And you dress in waistcoats
And got brilliantino
And friends of Kim Philby
You float through the night time,
Like manna from heaven
But what, what do I know
And just what do I know
And up on the catwalk
In sweat that glistens
And I don't know why
And I don't know why
I don't know why
I will be there, I will be there, I will be there
I will be there, I will be there
Tonight, under the crystal light
I'll tell you everything I need
Tonight, under the crystal light
Surrender everything to me
Angel, Angel, Angel, Angel
Aha, Aha, Aha, Aha
One thousand names that spring up in my mind
One thousand names that spring up in my mind
Like Deodata, Michael-Angelo
Robert de Niro, so many others
Nastasia Kinski and Martin Luther
There’s room for others
Away from me
Up on the catwalk
Up on the catwalk
Up on the catwalk
I don't know why
One, two, three, four
Upon the catwalk
A big wheel is spinning
And dollars to deutschmarks
And pennies from heaven
And up on the catwalk
There’s one hundred million
With letters from thousands
That say “Just who are you?”
There's one thousand names
That can spring up in my mind
But you'd call it blackmail
And that's just not my kind
And up on the catwalk,
Up on the catwalk
And I don't know why
I will be there, I will be there, I will be there
I will be there, I will be there
Up on the catwalk there's street politicians
That crawl in from Broadway
Say then who are you
And up on the catwalk
There’s one thousand postcards
From Montevideo
Say that I'll be home soon
Get out of Bombay and go up to Brixton
And look around, to see just what is missing
And up on the catwalk
Girls call for mother
And dream of their boyfriends
And I don't know why
I will be there, I will be there, I will be there
I will be there, I will be there
Tonight, under the crystal light
I'll tell you everything I need
Tonight, under the crystal light,
Surrender everything to me Up on the catwalk
And you dress in waistcoats
And got brilliantino
And friends of Kim Philby
You float through the night time,
Like manna from heaven
But what, what do I know
And just what do I know
And up on the catwalk
In sweat that glistens
And I don't know why
And I don't know why
I don't know why
I will be there, I will be there, I will be there
I will be there, I will be there
Tonight, under the crystal light
I'll tell you everything I need
Tonight, under the crystal light
Surrender everything to me
Angel, Angel, Angel, Angel
Aha, Aha, Aha, Aha
One thousand names that spring up in my mind
One thousand names that spring up in my mind
Like Deodata, Michael-Angelo
Robert de Niro, so many others
Nastasia Kinski and Martin Luther
There’s room for others
Away from me
Up on the catwalk
Up on the catwalk
Up on the catwalk
I don't know why
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