Leaving It up to You - John Cale

Leaving It Up To You - John Cale
Written by：John Cale
Looking for a friend looking everywhere
Walked along the boulevard
The boulevard of friends
All those mild mannered friends I've got
They're careless and they fall down
All over the place all over town
I don't want them talking to me
Cause I'm leaving it leaving it
Leaving it up to you
Have to leave it leave it
Leave it up to you
All the buildings are breaking down
Like the whispering in your heart
And its sordid how life goes on
When I could take you apart
And if you give me half a chance
I'd do it now I'd do it now
Right now you fascist
I know we could all feel safe
Like sharon tate
We could give it all up
We could give give give it all up
And the newspapers oh the newspapers
They'd be listening
Listening to me giving it to you
And the radio what about the radios
They'd be listening to me giving it to you
Right mama damn right mama
I hear hissing
I hear hissing in the distance
I hear the tanks crawling
They're crawling over the hill
They're crawling over the hill
Like rattlesnakes in the desert sun
They're blistering up my spell
They're blistering it up
They're breaking it up
They're breaking up my spell
And what else is there
What else have I got
What else have I got but that spell
Ah leaving it leaving it
I'm leaving it up to you
Leaving it leaving it leaving it up to you
Oh leaving it leaving it
Leaving it in the cloakroom for you
I've got to give it up
I've give it up give it up
Up up give it up