The Shins

2012년01월
!맑은영혼!







Simple Song

The Shins







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Gold teeth and a curse for this town
were all in my mouth.
Only, i don't know how
they got out, dear.
Turn me back into the pet
that i was when we met.
I was happier then with no mind-set.

And if you'd 'a took to me like
A gull takes to the wind.
Well, i'd 'a jumped from my tree
And i'd a danced like the king of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.

New slang when you notice the stripes,
the dirt in your fries.
Hope it's right when you die, old and bony.

Dawn breaks like a bull through the hall,
Never should have called
But my head's to the wall and i'm lonely.

And if you'd 'a took to me like
A gull takes to the wind.
Well, i'd 'a jumped from my tree
And i'd a danced like the kind of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.

God speed all the bakers at dawn
may they all cut their thumbs,
And bleed into their buns 'till they melt away.

I'm looking in on the good life
i might be doomed never to find.
Without a trust
or flaming fields am i too dumb to refine?
And if you'd 'a took to me like
Well i'd a danced like
the queen of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.

I think i'll go home and mull this over
Before i cram it down my throat
At long last it's crashed, it's colossal mass
Has broken up into bits in my moat.

Lift the mattress off the floor
Walk the cramps off
Go meander in the cold
Hail to your dark skin
Hiding the fact you're dead again
Undeneath the power lines seeking shade
Far above our heads are the icy heights
that contain all reason

It's a luscious mix of words and tricks
That let us bet when you know we should fold
On rocks i dreamt of where we'd stepped
And of the whole mess of roads we're now on.

Hold your glass up, hold it in
Never betray the way you've always known it is.
One day i'll be wondering how
I got so old just wondering how
I never got cold wearing nothing in the snow.

This is way beyond my remote concern
Of being condescending

All these squawking birds won't quit.
Building nothing, laying bricks.