Streetlights - Jarle Bernhoft

The treacherous streetlights

Call for the blinders

Glaring the dark sides of

The rule of supply and demand

I’ll never be street wise

But signs of the times I know

Will reveal themselves in beastly shapes

Shoved inside a container when fifteen

Shipped on board a boat bound for Seville

Recycled by the members of the crew

She ends up on the streets of downtown Oslo

And defiant and proud she stands her ground at night

And I don’t know how she feels but I know it ain’t right

The treacherous streetlights

Call for the blinders

Glaring the dark sides of

The rule of supply and demand

I’ll never be street wise

But signs of the times I know

Will reveal themselves in beastly shapes

Swinging hips and smiles from ivory teeth

There is a darker story underneath

And you say, «She sure enough makes this part of town look good, now.»

Is it professional face that appeals the most to you?

And now swallow hard, play the game, get through the night

Get on

And now, I don’t know how she feels but I know it ain’t right

The treacherous streetlights

Call for the blinders

Glaring the dark sides of

The rule of supply and demand

I’ll never be street wise

But signs of the times I know

Will reveal themselves in beastly shapes

Wow, wow, wow

The treacherous streetlights

Call for the blinders

I’ll never be street wise

But signs of the times I know

Will reveal themselves in beastly shapes

Beastly shapes