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*** Autor textu: Carl Barât *** Autor hudby: Dirty pretty things
This is where the truth begins
where teardrops glance the sallow skin
You lose your will
and I can lend you mine
The westway wall’s
so tall and bleak
reflect the words we dare not speak
By the bottle’s end
we may have done our time
What you want is to stay away from people like me
Who twist most everything they see
And leave the grey old world behind you
So sow it up kid have some clout
We’ll do some wine and fall about
The sun will shine again tomorrow
Look beyond the parapet
We are just bums lest you forget
We can beg steal and borrow
Well you said the pills would sort me out
embolden me against the
manifestations of fear and doubt
I just forgot who I used to be
So now I’m strung somewhere between a dream
And humdrum day to day routine
a laurel wreath from the door to my heart
What you want's to wash your face and try to breathe
Forget your mind and shut your eyes so that you can see
and leave the gray old world behind you
So sow it up kid have no doubt
We’ll walk the line and have it out
the sun will shine again tomorrow
For all the friends you've ever met
some you’ll love and some forget
just hold on for tomorrow
So here’s to now
and all of us of course
the hearts we tried
make a brand new start
let the fabric never tear us apart
And some day when
we're in the cold
Here's a semblance
we can hope so
pick a posy
And put it on your heart
For me
So now I move
And if you’re in
It wouldn’t hurt just to give it a try and win
Don’t forget who you're meant to be
What you want's to get a bike and do wheelies
I bet you can’t do em half as good as me
throw it out
When it's over it's over
So sow it up kid have some clout
we’ll go to mine and sulk about
How the sun will shine tomorrow
For all the friends you’ve not yet met
some would die for you I’ll bet
So hold on for tomorrow
So sow it up kid have some clout
we'll go to mine and fuck about
the sun will shine again tomorrow
For all friends you've not yet met
some would die for you you I bet
so hold on for tomorrow
This is where the truth begins
For more than seven deadly sins
and even when
I may have hurt your mind
Dirty Pretty Things:
