《Gotta Lotta Walls》歌词

[00:00:00] Gotta Lotta Walls - Atmosphere

[00:00:10] Dialed up his homier Murs on the telephone

[00:00:13] Gotta talk to somebody who can tell him what the hell is wrong

[00:00:16] Brain freezing up he don't know what to do

[00:00:18] But the people that know him know that it ain't nothing new

[00:00:21] Catch five rings then an answering machine

[00:00:23] Hang up on the beep stare up towards the ceiling

[00:00:25] Stood up to remember that he slept fully-dressed

[00:00:28] So he grabbed his keys and put a hat on his rat's nest

[00:00:31] Stepped up to that big outside

[00:00:33] Somebody once said today's a good day to die

[00:00:36] But he never really was a big fan of their work

[00:00:38] So he starts up the walk by kicking sand in the dirt

[00:00:41] A friend to the strangers a stranger to friends

[00:00:43] He'll take a coffee and a pack of cigarettes when you have a minute

[00:00:46] Handle it paid up the change you can keep it

[00:00:49] He's a sucker for the morning smile and summer cleavage

[00:00:51] If you knew him better he'd ask for some time

[00:00:54] Cause he's looking for a reservoir to empty his mind

[00:00:56] And there's only so much he can put in a song

[00:00:59] Gotta talk to somebody who can tell him what the hell is wrong

[00:01:02] And this house has gotta lot of walls

[00:01:04] But only very few mean anything to you

[00:01:06] And this house has gotta lot of walls

[00:01:09] But only very few mean anything to you

[00:01:12] And this house has gotta lot of walls

[00:01:14] But only very few mean anything to you

[00:01:17] And this house has gotta lot of walls

[00:01:19] But only very few mean anything to you

[00:01:22] No shop value to titillate

[00:01:25] Far from shallow so get it straight

[00:01:28] Blacktop sidewalk and the street

[00:01:30] Cause life is priceless and talk is cheap

[00:01:32] And as he sits as he sits in his four-cornered room

[00:01:35] Following a tune born to consume

[00:01:38] Carefully learning and analyzing the lyrics you use

[00:01:40] Finally realizing that humility is a bruise

[00:01:43] Scared love don't make none

[00:01:45] If these walls could speak they would peep about the fake ones

[00:01:48] Watching this man falling off of his plan

[00:01:51] Underachieving just so he can understand

[00:02:04] And this house has gotta lot of walls

[00:02:06] But only very few mean anything to you

[00:02:09] And this house has gotta lot of walls

[00:02:11] But only very few mean anything to you

[00:02:14] So who did your tattoos

[00:02:16] That's nice

[00:02:16] And who built your tab-boos

[00:02:18] That's life

[00:02:19] If he had a glass pipe

[00:02:20] He would smash it and use it to slash his wrists

[00:02:22] But someone already beat him to it

[00:02:24] He would finger paint you a picture with his blood

[00:02:27] A self-portrait dramatic and morbid

[00:02:29] But the odds of you finding any appreciation are too slim

[00:02:33] Keeps his outlook grim

[00:02:34] Tap his foot to the rhythm of original sin

[00:02:37] Throw his balls to the wind trying to know down these pins

[00:02:40] He'll keep swinging from the hair above his chin

[00:02:42] Till he finds his soul in the fifty cent bin

[00:02:45] The price of the payphone escalates

[00:02:47] Fake smile when he takes home one of his dates

[00:02:50] He could write another hate-poem for you to break

[00:02:52] Or maybe stay calm and wait for that big earthquake

[00:02:55] Still surrounded by the fire and the water

[00:02:58] Still trying to honor this empire's daughter

[00:03:00] Still answering questions you're afraid to ask

[00:03:03] Still believing that God's gonna save his ass

[00:03:06] And this house has gotta lot of walls

[00:03:08] But only very few mean anything to you

[00:03:11] And this house has gotta lot of walls

[00:03:13] But only very few mean anything to you

[00:03:16] And this house has gotta lot of walls

[00:03:18] But only very few mean anything to you

[00:03:21] And this house has gotta lot of walls

[00:03:23] But only very few mean anything to you

[00:03:26] If you knew him better he'd ask for some time

[00:03:29] Cause he's looking for a reservoir to empty his mind

[00:03:31] And there's only so much he can put in a song

[00:03:34] Gotta talk to somebody who can tell him what the hell is wrong