Main Street

It's just another day on Main Street, here at Joe's café
And the barber next door sells a small selection of good papers and some magazines
Right across there's an ageing but well served hotel
There's a sense of security, you can tell

It's a plain parade
Such a plain parade
Some won't treasure, some will celebrate
This plain parade
Just a plain parade
As it was and ever shall be

A very casual day on Main Street
Somewhere music plays
Miss Taylor, by coincidence, makes suits and skirts affordable to anyone
Mister Roberts opens up his grocery store
And the baker on the corner knows what he is baking for

It's a plain parade
Such a plain parade
Some won't treasure, some will celebrate
This plain parade
Just a plain parade
As it was and ever shall be

In this town all days are more or less the same
I don't wanna be a part of this community
More than meets the eye, a thin line between pride and shame
Deception and deceit still lurking underneath
All this will remain as it has always been