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《A Heat Rash In The Shape Of The Show Me State; Or, Letters From Me To Charlotte》歌词

所属专辑: Romance Is Boring 歌手: Los Campesinos! 时长: 03:43
A Heat Rash In The Shape Of The Show Me State; Or, Letters From Me To Charlotte

[00:00:00] A Heat Rash In The Shape Of The Show Me State; Or, Letters From Me To Charlotte - Los Campesinos!

[00:00:20] She'd a bruise so black they watched it fade through the full spectrum of colours.

[00:00:25] They kept it like a pet; a private joke they told no others.

[00:00:31] And how the tissue repaired, and how it turned to yellow

[00:00:36] And she found it disgusting, 'cause it didn't match her clothing.

[00:00:40] He said "that's not yellow, it's golden".

[00:00:49] Walk out onto your front lawn and face into the rain,

[00:00:53] Shout into the wind this'll never be the same.

[00:01:05] The promised they'd be best of friends from now until forever,

[00:01:11] But both were far too needy not to fall for the other.

[00:01:15] And how the frequent public displays of sisterly affection,

[00:01:20] Left her feeling safe, left him with an erection.

[00:01:24] Walk out onto your front lawn and face into the rain,

[00:01:29] Shout into the wind this'll never be the same.

[00:01:41] Her body barely visible, as bleach-white as the bedsheets.

[00:01:46] As stiff as starched, only perceptible as her middle was still branded

[00:01:52] With a heat rash in the perfect shape of the Show-Me State.

[00:01:56] Your come on lines sound disastrous; noise more foreboding than volcano or earthquake.

[00:02:04] Walk out onto your front lawn and face into the rain,

[00:02:07] Shout into the wind this'll never be the same.

[00:02:13] Walk out onto your front lawn and face into the rain,

[00:02:17] Shout into the wind this'll never be the same.

[00:02:29] Letter from me to Charlotte;

[00:02:31] "They appropriated everything we ever loved, and dressed it up in quotations and fluff.

[00:02:39] And I had a dream: [though said with hands in pocket, I mean it hand on heart

[00:02:43] You held a gun to his head, pressed your thumbs to her throat".

[00:02:48] In these letters.

[00:02:52] Letters from me to Charlotte.

[00:02:58] Walk out onto your front lawn and face into the rain,

[00:03:02] Shout into the wind this'll never be the same.

[00:03:07] Walk out onto your front lawn and face into the rain,

[00:03:11] Shout into the wind this'll never be the same.

[00:03:18] This will never be the same,

[00:03:23] Things will never be the same again.