| Montreal Its time for me to leave here but its a bright and sunny day everything is normal and familiar When I would like to feel strange CHORUS I hear it on a whisper dream about it on the train they say she has the lyrics for the music in my brian its Montreal, is calling my name its Montreal, is calling my name Cant wait to sit on a park bench an hour befor the show thanking god for his creation say bonjour to a girl I'd like to know CHORUS Had to leave pack my bags, ready to hit the door Mama told me I could stay here no more. Looked at my watch, guess time was ticken I guess I got to keep on movin. How did the chicken cross the road, I guess he had pride. Had to try soft other chickens that died, but that dont mean him, dont mean me. If it doesn't work aint a possibility. Im sayin right now, I got to shout it, let it out. Theres a town I never ever been but I hear about. Cause right there is right there, and right there is a spot that I gots to get near. Cause its the M T L I yell, cause montreal is straight from heaven not hell. Could take me under, from this 8th natural wonder I gots to go CHORUS Lyrics by Curtis Santiago, Music by Fred Brenton |