Songtexte On The Town: Carried Away - Live From Barbican Centre, London 1992 - London Symphony Orchestra , Michael Tilson Thomas , Leonard Bernstein , Frederica von Stade , David Garrison

Modern man, what is it?
Just a collection of complexes and neurotic impulses
That occasionally break through

You mean sometimes you blow your top? Like me?

I do
I try hard to stay controlled
But I get carried away
Try to act aloof and cold
But I get carried away

Carried away
Carried away
We get carried
Just carried away

When I sit and listen to a symphony
Why can't I just say the music's grand?
Why must I leap upon the stage hysterically?
They're playing pizzicato
And everything goes blotto
I grab the maestro's stick and start in leading the cadenza

Carried away
Carried away
We get carried
Just carried away

And when I go to see a moving picture show
And I'm watching actors in a scene
I start to think what's happening is really so
The girl, I must protect her
The villain, don't respect her
I leap to her defense and knock a hole right through the screen

Carried away
Carried away
We get carried
Just carried away

I try hard to keep detached
But I get carried away
Try to act less booby-hatched
But I get carried away

Carried away
Carried away
We get carried
Just carried away

When shopping, I'm a sucker for a bargain sale
If something is marked down upon a shelf
My sense of what is practical begins to fail
I buy one, then another, another, then another
I buy the whole store out and I'm in business for myself

Carried away
Carried away
We get carried
Just carried away

And when I go to see my friends off on a train
Golly, how I hate to see them go
For then my love of traveling I can't restrain
The time has come for parting
The train's already starting
I hop a bridge and in a flash I'm off to Barcelona

Carried away
Carried away
We get carried
Just carried away