Big Day - Phil Manzanera

Taking our time before it’s through

Passing our days in old shoes

Sister — think I’m returning to Peru

Wish that I never came here

They can’t pronounce my name here

Everyone asks me, «where's Peru?»

In Peru we’ve lengthened the day

In Peru we’ve strengthened the dollar

There are mountains pearcing our skies

And the ocean at our shores

I will save up all of my wages

Even retail crumby cosmetics

I will work my passage in stages

As the winter slips away

Miles of golden beaches

Excellent wines and features

Mister — take a week of Gat Peru

Penitent monks to stare at

Colonial dons in old starw hats

Everyone’s there in Gay Peru

Oo — poo- Peru