Janis Ian Bigger Than Real Letras:
Streets of your city are dirty and gritty,
Now, ain't it a pitiful sight?
Sing hallelujah and praise California,
Pedestrians move to the right.
I'm waiting here,
For the man with the answer
To ease my soul.
I got the blues so bad it can't be true.
Honey, I'm waiting on you.

People just walk,
The sidewalks talk,
And Everyone's been derailed.
Everything's bigger than real here.
Honey, I don't feel too well.
These buildings are singing the blues,
You gotta use your sins.
Honey, I'd like just
To meet with the righteous,
But I don't know where to begin.

And the tambourine,
It's playing for free.
It's telling me, "Trust in the Lord.
Sing Hare Krishna,
[Más Letras en es.mp3lyrics.org/kDFX]
Or Jesus or Mithra,
It don't matter who anymore."
Well, they say God relieves
If I'd only believe,
But I just can't whore.
Honey, I'm trying
To deal with the dying,
And I can't score.

So here we all are,
Waiting for God,
Or someone who looks just like Him.
I can't believe this is me here.
Honey, you just can't win.
They say the downtrodden shall rule.
But ain't it a fool likes to kneel?
Big city new makes the small town blues.
Honey, it's bigger than real.

[Instrumental to end.]


[BIGGER THAN REAL]
[Written by: Janis Ian
Performed by: Janis Ian-1981
Appears on: Restless Eyes-1981 [1]

[1] Transcribed from the track on this album.]

[Copyright © Janis Ian/her co-writer(s) if any/their publisher(s).
All rights reserved.]
Letras: Bigger Than Real Janis Ian [final]