Quimby - Shitty morning song

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Dawn emptied the bars
And the town is licking her scars
And this murkey bar-chair mood slid away
And fell down with the moon
And the morning finds me alone
In Marianne s car
Harsh morning headlines echo across the empty square
Sleepy buses are making their first pass
I m desperately trying to figure out where the fuck I am
Smell of fresh dog shit is whafting from the grass
I m slowly crowlin out
Pickin ragged butts up off the ground
And I m just stumblin around
Sweet kiss of the muse on my ass
I wish I was a little pebble
For this weary day
I d wait until the night would chase
This glarin sun away
I see won t get too far
My God, this could be Mars
Sucked in by the crowed
People pushing, turning me around
And this morning chased me back
Into Marianne s car

Inne utwory

  • Toast
  • Finale
  • Party in my bones
  • Just a dream
  • Straight to your heaven
  • The ballad of Jerry
  • If you pay, i sing
  • As perfect strangers
  • Touch off all
  • Make it double
  • At the table of gloom
  • Big old bang
  • Fever
  • Losowe utwory

    Within earshot

    I m
    callin
    out.
    who s
    in
    earshot?
    can
    anything
    hear
    this
    sound?
    to
    anything
    that s
    out
    there.
    can
    anyone
    hear
    this
    cry?
    to
    anything.
    here
    I
    AM...

    I like Chopin

    Remember that piano
    So delightful unusual
    That classic sensation
    Sentimental confusion

    Used to say
    I like Chopin
    Love me now and again

    [Chorus]
    Rainy days never say goodbye
    To desire when we are together
    Rainy days growing in...

    Equals

    We get up at the hour XT
    leaving in bedrooms our equal dreams
    today the washing programme number six
    the central equalizer s given me

    equal shoes and equal teeth and a nose
    equal enthusiastic feelings and thoughts
    with the same paint we keep painting grey
    banners telling us...

    My hometown

    Well, I had a buddy back in ?81 and we
    Made ourselves a pact
    We were headin? for the new pipeline
    we were never comin? back
    We worked 80 hours makin? time
    and a half but
    La Grange was too damn hot
    So...

    Metal heart

    I wish I had a metal heart
    I could cross the line
    I wish that I was half as good
    As you think I am

    But now that we know for sure they re telling lies when they say
    No one gets hurt and therefore nobody dies
    You know...