作词 : Jay Brannan 作曲 : Jay Brannan Does anybody here have a soul? Put the thermostat on overdrive, the air is bitter cold Everywhere I look is nip and tuck And every song they play in here is, vapid as ******* I don't give a *******t about the weekend I don't wanna hear about your car or what you're drinking Don't know what to make of all of this The same people claiming "it get's better" Treat everyone like *******t Everyone sings about leaving, breaking off But where the hell do they run? Here we were receiving. giving, making love Till some, something came undone, Sticking me back at ******* one Pigs and asses used to live on farms Friendly skies weren't always over And buy airborne, infants and arms Life's a beach and should you swim astray You'll fade to grey, some cast away There's no lifeguard service today Falling for the foolish can be tough But everything is possible, When you hate yourself enough Not my proudest moment, but the one I've got It's a little painful, being so much, Less cool then you buy a lot Everyone sings about leaving, breaking off But where the hell do they run? Here we were receiving. giving, making love Till some, something came undone, Sticking me back at ******* one I just met you yesterday and I'm Already imagining the break up A little love making and a second pâté Is enough to keep me charging towards the shake up You're ******* out of my league, When will I learn it, Could sell the devil my soul, and he'd return it Everyone sings about leaving, breaking off But where the hell do they run? Here we were receiving. giving, making love Till some, something came undone, Sticking me back at ******* one
作词 : Jay Brannan 作曲 : Jay Brannan Does anybody here have a soul? Put the thermostat on overdrive, the air is bitter cold Everywhere I look is nip and tuck And every song they play in here is, vapid as ******* I don't give a *******t about the weekend I don't wanna hear about your car or what you're drinking Don't know what to make of all of this The same people claiming "it get's better" Treat everyone like *******t Everyone sings about leaving, breaking off But where the hell do they run? Here we were receiving. giving, making love Till some, something came undone, Sticking me back at ******* one Pigs and asses used to live on farms Friendly skies weren't always over And buy airborne, infants and arms Life's a beach and should you swim astray You'll fade to grey, some cast away There's no lifeguard service today Falling for the foolish can be tough But everything is possible, When you hate yourself enough Not my proudest moment, but the one I've got It's a little painful, being so much, Less cool then you buy a lot Everyone sings about leaving, breaking off But where the hell do they run? Here we were receiving. giving, making love Till some, something came undone, Sticking me back at ******* one I just met you yesterday and I'm Already imagining the break up A little love making and a second pâté Is enough to keep me charging towards the shake up You're ******* out of my league, When will I learn it, Could sell the devil my soul, and he'd return it Everyone sings about leaving, breaking off But where the hell do they run? Here we were receiving. giving, making love Till some, something came undone, Sticking me back at ******* one
