Текст песни The Golden Age - Favorite Star

I wish I lived in the golden age
Giving it up on the Broadway stage
Hang with the rats and smoke cigars
Have a break with Frank and count the stars
Dressed to the nines with hats to match
Shining shoes, casino cash
Tapping feet, wanna take the lead
A trip back in time is all I need

Sing it out loud, gonna get back, honey
Sing it out loud, get away with me
Sing it out loud on a trip back, honey
Sing it out loud and let yourself be

I'm on my way, gonna make it fit
Gonna make this song for the chicks to dig
It's really hot and a little bit sour
Getting your strength to the maximum power
Flying away from reality
Whatever ever happened to gravity?
I see it clear, a shooting star
And I'm really gonna sing it like da-da-da

Sing it out loud, gonna get back, honey
Sing it out loud, get away with me
Sing it out loud on a trip back, honey
Sing it out loud and let yourself be
Yeah, sing it out loud, gonna get back, honey
Sing it out loud, get away with me
Sing it out loud on a trip back, honey
Sing it out loud and let yourself be

Davis Queen on a rainy day
Sally Bowles in a cabaret
Shaking sticks, oh what a show!
Fresh and jolly from tip to toe
Rambling down the boulevard
With a fire burning in a wooden heart
My mind is set, I won't be late
But I never really thought it would be this fine, yeah!

Sing it out loud, gonna get back, honey
Sing it out loud, get away with me
Sing it out loud on a trip back, honey
Sing it out loud and let yourself be
Sing it out loud, gonna get back, honey
Sing it out loud, get away with me
Sing it out loud on a trip back, honey
Sing it out loud and let yourself be