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"SATURDAY As Usual" (Bright Eyes)
Virginia's almost sleeping
The night is getting older
There's static on the TV
She's lying on the sofa
The cats crawl over her
Jenny's in the garage
She's got the car in neutral
She rolls it out so quietly
It's SATURDAY as usual
It always is
And me I'm in my bedroom, drawing in my notebook
Because my hand thinks I'm an artist
But my heart knows I'm a poet
It's just words, they mean
So little to me, so little to me, so little to me
So little to me, so little to me, so little to me
So little to me
I can't seem to do something more
When everyone will fall back
Daddy's in the backyard
His hands are getting dirty
And mom is in the kitchen
And her cake says that I'm thirteen
Another year
My brother went to college
To become a doctor
And if he studies hard enough
He'll end up just like father
Who hates his life
And me I'm in the bathroom
Crying out my eyelids because it's hard to be a man
When you're scared like a little kid
The world's become
A little too mean, a little too mean, a little too mean
A little too mean, a little too mean, a little too mean
A little too mean
And I can't see the point of patient love
When everyone just wants to get fucked
Como decíamos la semana pasada, le hemos dado una vuelta al blog. Iremos poniendo, no sabemos con que periodicidad, los links caídos. También pondremos las cosas que vayamos añadiendo (algún ripeo distinto en vinilo, reediciones, FLACs, etc)The night is getting older
There's static on the TV
She's lying on the sofa
The cats crawl over her
Jenny's in the garage
She's got the car in neutral
She rolls it out so quietly
It's SATURDAY as usual
It always is
And me I'm in my bedroom, drawing in my notebook
Because my hand thinks I'm an artist
But my heart knows I'm a poet
It's just words, they mean
So little to me, so little to me, so little to me
So little to me, so little to me, so little to me
So little to me
I can't seem to do something more
When everyone will fall back
Daddy's in the backyard
His hands are getting dirty
And mom is in the kitchen
And her cake says that I'm thirteen
Another year
My brother went to college
To become a doctor
And if he studies hard enough
He'll end up just like father
Who hates his life
And me I'm in the bathroom
Crying out my eyelids because it's hard to be a man
When you're scared like a little kid
The world's become
A little too mean, a little too mean, a little too mean
A little too mean, a little too mean, a little too mean
A little too mean
And I can't see the point of patient love
When everyone just wants to get fucked
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