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アーティスト:Tindersticks  アルバム:Working for the Man 

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Nothing came under The rays remained in the sun that day And life isn't full of surprises You think you could steal in Pop over the wall in the middle of the night Climb out of those heavy boots and clothes And into that cool blue You're not even dipping your toe I find this bed too big now It's like those people you see on the way to work Stuck in an endless queue of traffic Each one in their own individual car Half of them coming from the same place Going to the same place Going nowhere They could quarter the amount of cars by sharing a lift Go on the bus, wipe out all the cars I should rid myself of this bed, get myself a cardboard box No waste of space No force of empty wasted space for your body to create it's dent in I miss your back You're back, how are you? What are you up to? getting on okay? F**k off Eighteen months ago they moved in here The scrap metal dealer to one side And divorced violinist to the other Each morning we'd wake to the same chorus Of cookers and fridges being dragged on their sides across


投稿者: PetitLyrics
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