Letras:
John Elton The Fox

: Remember Belgium and the Brussels Museum Where we piled on the front steps like stray cavaliers Our code of living meant little to others The few francs

: They must have loved each other once But that was many years ago And by the time I came along Things were already going wrong I felt the pain in their

: Staring all alone And your grace and style Cut me to the bone With your razor blade smile I watched you playing pool It's all around the school that

: How come you're so understanding When I tell you all my lies And pretending to believe them See through all my alibis And I need you more than ever

: I read about how you're slow with the truth Like any old Aesop's Fable But when you're turtlesque, I'm a hare's breath Into payment under the table

How come you're so understanding When I tell you all my lies And pretending to believe them See through all my alibis And I need you more than ever And

I've got a good by-line, they all know my name The queen of the sly line, I feed on your fame But I got my heart in the right place, it's all in the game

I recall how it used to be In my younger days I built a wall all around my heart To keep the pain away I built it tall and I built it wide I left no

fox, a fascinating cross Of sharp as a whip and tough as an ox Yes, I am the fox So we keep darting through the holes As the hunter and the fox Run the