Tên đầy đủ: Elbow
Any day now how's about getting out of this place. Any ways. Got a lot of spare time. Some of my youth and all of......
Can't stop thinking I won't stop drinking I need that comfort I don't need discipline Twilights tailing I had self belief (They don't compromise) This......
All the fallen angels Roostin' in this place Count back the weeks on worried fingers Virgin mother whats'erface Chorus You don't need to sleep alone......
I'll be the corpse in your bathtub Useless I'll be as deaf as a post If you hold me like a newborn Whisper what you......
Come as you are sweetheart, come as you are. You know you've got nothing to prove I'll put you to bed you can let it......
Were you crushed Did I rush you All my time is yours My twisted heart is yours The faithless shit is yours The shameless fits......
Lost in a lullaby Side of the road Melt in a memory Slide in a solitude Not 'til I can read by the moon Am......
Stuff was started Things had ends Stuff regarding all my friends Some were married All were fine These are good friends these are mine Chorus......
You're a girl in this vicinity I'm a dog without a collar on This cattle-market cabaret Is the Sabbath every Saturday I'm full of wit......
It's crawling with idiot I'm itching to leave I'm soft with fatigue I need something I've never seen anything quite like you In here Chorus......
Don't put this note by your face on the pillow Don't put this letter in the pocket near your heart Keep it in the bottom......
Your eyes are just like black spiders Your hair and dress in ribbons. Babycakes In despair or incoherent. Nothing in between China white, my bride......
Been climbing trees I've skinned my knees My hands are black the sun is going down She scruffs my hair in the kitchen steam She's......
Don't mix your drinks Don't mix with him. It will kill you one day. Good advice. Sound advice. You need to be like him, like......
The whole towns slippin down a hill. Like the spine of something dead. Slide in shadow cobble-creep. Burn your mark and leave. The trench conventions......
Last of the men in hats hops off the coil And a final scene unfolds inside Deep in the rain of sparks behind his brow......