paroles de chanson Erma from Burma (Live) - The Grammar Club

Her name was Erma
Cut quite an impressive figure
Rocking LEDs and glitter
Some do it big, she do it bigger
An estate that cost a fortune
Located right near the ocean
Causes quite a large commotion
Every single language spoken

I want to ride on the wings of a tiger
I need to fly on the smoke of a stack
I've got to live as a sausage and onion
Who's left here to never come back

Got a look in her eyes, she can sees you coming and her stare burned into your brain
If you were wise you would jump up running without ever looking back again
But we both know you're not going to
Dressed to the 9-hundred-92s
Her gown can alter its shape and hue
Whispers "what would you like to do?"

Erma from Burma
Where the desert whispers to the grieving sea
Ostentatiously dressed
She knew this place was the best
But then, for personal reasons, she left

Grabbed by the hand, hang if ya can
If you wanna paint this whole town red
Get a little torrid till like 4 in the morning
We can sleep baby when we dead
That being said homie when she rest, hear me
Know that she put to shame that negligee
Crashing the borders, see her rally supporters
But melting when she just says "hey"
Bringing big guns out, Generation Umlaut
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Killing the high life, live in the spotlight
Growing tired of this place
That gorgeous face always on display
You can sense that your time together growing short
Get a little drastic and a little romantic
Saying marry me and be a sport, she said
Baby that's sweet, but it's been less than a week
And I need new stories to tell the new strangers that I meet
But our time here was gold, but now I'm hitting the road
It's been swell babe but I've got to roll

She's left, to the west, they say
That's if you can even trust what they tell you
Or if it even matters anyway
What I'm trying to say is
Take a grain of salt
From the sand at the sea
It's just a story
It's just an allegorical reference
To a hypothetical princess
Whose name is Erma
She's the heiress of Mandalay
Yet she was born in an alleyway
I don't believe this hyperbole
She's from the two thousand seventies
'79 more specifically
Doesn't add up arithmetically
The Burma she knows is gone
It fell into the sea