Courtney Barnett все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

Let's start an anonymous club, we can sit close in the dark
Come round to mine, we can swap clothes and drink wine all night
Turn your phone off, friend, you're amongst friends
And we don't need no interruptions
Leave your shoes at the door along with your troubles
Your troubles, your troubles, your troubles

Let's start an anonymous club, I'll make us name badges with question marks

I sleep in late another day
Oh, what a wonder, oh, what a waste
It’s a Monday, it’s so mundane
What exciting things will happen today?
The yard is full of hard rubbish, it’s a mess and
I guess the neighbors must think we run a meth lab
We should amend that I pull the sheets back
It’s 40 degrees and I feel like I'm dying

You said we should look out further, I guess it wouldn't hurt us
We don't have to be around all these coffee shops
Now we've got that percolator, never made a latte greater
I'm saving twenty three dollars a week
We drive to a house in Preston, we see police arresting
A man with his hand in a bag
How's that for first impressions? This place seems depressing
It's a Californian bungalow in a cul-de-sac

Watermarks on the ceiling
I can see Jesus and he's frowning at me
I see a dead seal on the beach
The old man says he's already saved it three times this week
Guess it just wants to die
I would wanna die too
With people putting oil into my air
But to be fair, I've done my share

I love you I hate you I'm on the fence it all depends whether I'm up I'm down I'm on the mend trendsetting on reality I like you despise you admire you what are we gonna do when everything all falls through I must confess I've made a mess of what should be a small success but I digress at least I've tried my very best I guess this that the other why even bother it wont be with me on my death bed but ill still be in your head

put me on a pedestal and I'll only disappoint
you tell me I'm exceptional and I promise to exploit you
give me all your money and I'll make some origami honey
I think you're a joke but I don't find you very funny

my internal monologue is saturated analog it's scratched and drifting I've become attached to the idea it's all a shifting dream bittersweet philosophy I've got no idea how I even got here I'm resentful I'm having an existential time crisis what bliss daylight savings wont fix this mess under worked and oversexed I must express my disinterest the rats are back inside my head what would Freud've said

[Verse 1]
I say "dance", you say "dance"
I say "France", you say "France"
You're from Adelaide, I'm from Hobart
I say "Hugh", you say "Grant"
I say "pot", you say "plant"
You're from Adelaide, I'm from Hobart

In my wallet is a photo of you
The day we split, I ripped it in two
Stuck it back together with glue
Tear my posters down from the wall
Don't wanna worship no dead heroes
Everything I owned, I sold

I got lost somewhere between here and there

I'm down to three packs a day
Of Mi Goreng, I can't explain it
Can't wait for you to go away
Cause I just crave that meager taste, yeah

Boil it up, water in the sauce pan
In a cup, drink it from a silver spoon