作词 : Geordie Greep 作曲 : Geordie Greep You're all grown up, you have your own stove and your own pair of oven gloves You have arrangements and assignations You keep up appearances and have a reputation You sit in the park and work on your sonnets You talk about yourself in the past tense You have opinions that can't be shaken and morals firm Do you know what I mean, do you know what I mean, do you know what I mean, do you know what I mean Do you know what I mean, do you know what I mean? Do you know what I mean, do you know what I mean, do you know what I mean, do you know what I mean? Is your favourite turn of phrase You know what I mean, you know what I mean, you know what I mean, you know what I mean Is your second favourite turn of phrase You can speak English better than anyone And you can curse like no one ever has done And you have a bigger dick than any man who's ever lived And you can cum more than a 100 stallions In a room that smells of cigarettes and carrion Under sheets, freezing cold with damp You voyage far and wide, across plain and ocean Steppe and marsh on celestial bridges And knock down doors and climb in windows And listen in, listen, listen, listen, listen, listen, listen, listen Can you hear that? The signs of life Not yet awake The stirring, the screwing up of eyes A blanket that forms mountains The valley between knee and cheek The steep slide down to the feet The toe poking out, be careful, don't touch, have discipline my boy, just watch Stay outside, stay outside, in the cold Can you feel it, you can feel it You can feel it, see, there's a universe in this room You scrounger of toilets and pillager of tombs You don't have to work because working is for schmucks You know God will light your way You are ready to admit to murder, to assault, to robbery, to pederasty, to fraud You are ready to take the blame for every crime of all men But the jury is out to lunch You imagine the roaming camera that captures your melancholy You walk the streets that stink of disease You turn up your collar like James Dean You put your right hand under your jacket and pretend you have a gun You put your left hand in your under your jacket and pretend you're Napoleon You squeeze your spots till they bleed You turn your face so no one sees Do beggars still play accordions? You should pay one to follow you around and play your theme Soon your nails will sing Soon your earrings will ring Soon your organs will grow little mouths And speak for themselves Soon your body will stage a civil war Soon your heart will burst out free And soon it will look you in the face and ask what have you done? Why have you led it astray? Soon your brain will migrate Soon your balls self-castrate Your feet will scuttle off Your hands will fly away Soon your eyes will glue themselves shut Soon your legs refuse to hold you up So embarrassed to bear your name Your body will vanish out of shame The first step is acceptance Admit you have no idea what you are doing Admit you have no name and no ambition Admit that you sleepwalk through life Admit that you sleep only sleepless nights Admit your best dreams involve being carried That spirit that enters your room, those arms that envelop, poor you That carry you away, in those arms you escape You dissolve through clouds, London shrinks as you leave it behind London turns to a model village and now you are one with yourself You are finally proud Admit you've tried to cry and can't, admit to yourself no one else cares There's no jury present, there's no reporters There's no examination, it's only you Soon you'll disappear Soon you won't be here Soon you'll have all the time in the world Soon your lips will unwrap Soon your lips will expand You'll pull them apart, up over your head Soon you'll be inside out Soon your veins will spring off Soon they'll spread out for miles Soon your veins will transport trains all over the world Soon your veins will be a railroad Soon your mind will abstract itself And very soon you'll disappear, soon you'll disappear You'll be fine, just relax Soon you'll disappear That's the only fact
[00:00.000] 作词 : Geordie Greep [00:01.000] 作曲 : Geordie Greep [00:28.210]You're all grown up, you have your own stove and your own pair of oven gloves [00:33.980]You have arrangements and assignations [00:36.540]You keep up appearances and have a reputation [00:40.900]You sit in the park and work on your sonnets [00:43.500]You talk about yourself in the past tense [00:46.820]You have opinions that can't be shaken and morals firm [00:54.000]Do you know what I mean, do you know what I mean, do you know what I mean, do you know what I mean [00:56.620]Do you know what I mean, do you know what I mean? [01:00.110]Do you know what I mean, do you know what I mean, do you know what I mean, do you know what I mean? [01:02.650]Is your favourite turn of phrase [01:07.070]You know what I mean, you know what I mean, you know what I mean, you know what I mean [01:09.730]Is your second favourite turn of phrase [01:20.070]You can speak English better than anyone [01:22.600]And you can curse like no one ever has done [01:25.920]And you have a bigger dick than any man who's ever lived [01:29.350]And you can cum more than a 100 stallions [01:32.520]In a room that smells of cigarettes and carrion [01:36.770]Under sheets, freezing cold with damp [01:40.530]You voyage far and wide, across plain and ocean [01:43.180]Steppe and marsh on celestial bridges [01:46.530]And knock down doors and climb in windows [01:49.420]And listen in, listen, listen, listen, listen, listen, listen, listen [01:53.470]Can you hear that? [01:54.650]The signs of life [01:56.070]Not yet awake [01:57.240]The stirring, the screwing up of eyes [01:59.590]A blanket that forms mountains [02:01.800]The valley between knee and cheek [02:03.790]The steep slide down to the feet [02:06.020]The toe poking out, be careful, don't touch, have discipline my boy, just watch [02:11.170]Stay outside, stay outside, in the cold [02:14.330]Can you feel it, you can feel it [02:16.310]You can feel it, see, there's a universe in this room [02:19.520]You scrounger of toilets and pillager of tombs [02:22.620]You don't have to work because working is for schmucks [02:25.570]You know God will light your way [02:27.620]You are ready to admit to murder, to assault, to robbery, to pederasty, to fraud [02:32.030]You are ready to take the blame for every crime of all men [02:35.410]But the jury is out to lunch [02:44.140]You imagine the roaming camera that captures your melancholy [02:50.620]You walk the streets that stink of disease [02:52.870]You turn up your collar like James Dean [02:56.170]You put your right hand under your jacket and pretend you have a gun [02:59.570]You put your left hand in your under your jacket and pretend you're Napoleon [03:03.390]You squeeze your spots till they bleed [03:05.330]You turn your face so no one sees [03:09.780]Do beggars still play accordions? [03:11.800]You should pay one to follow you around and play your theme [03:16.390]Soon your nails will sing [03:19.390]Soon your earrings will ring [03:22.610]Soon your organs will grow little mouths [03:25.620]And speak for themselves [03:28.840]Soon your body will stage a civil war [03:32.110]Soon your heart will burst out free [03:34.800]And soon it will look you in the face and ask what have you done? [03:38.700]Why have you led it astray? [03:41.650]Soon your brain will migrate [03:44.680]Soon your balls self-castrate [03:47.520]Your feet will scuttle off [03:49.930]Your hands will fly away [03:54.260]Soon your eyes will glue themselves shut [03:57.260]Soon your legs refuse to hold you up [04:00.530]So embarrassed to bear your name [04:02.890]Your body will vanish out of shame [04:12.800]The first step is acceptance [04:14.720]Admit you have no idea what you are doing [04:18.120]Admit you have no name and no ambition [04:21.190]Admit that you sleepwalk through life [04:23.520]Admit that you sleep only sleepless nights [04:26.490]Admit your best dreams involve being carried [04:29.750]That spirit that enters your room, those arms that envelop, poor you [04:34.440]That carry you away, in those arms you escape [04:38.020]You dissolve through clouds, London shrinks as you leave it behind [04:42.020]London turns to a model village and now you are one with yourself [04:46.050]You are finally proud [04:47.690]Admit you've tried to cry and can't, admit to yourself no one else cares [04:53.060]There's no jury present, there's no reporters [04:55.660]There's no examination, it's only you [04:57.770]Soon you'll disappear [04:59.350]Soon you won't be here [05:01.100]Soon you'll have all the time in the world [05:03.600]Soon your lips will unwrap [05:06.070]Soon your lips will expand [05:09.080]You'll pull them apart, up over your head [05:12.300]Soon you'll be inside out [05:15.050]Soon your veins will spring off [05:18.190]Soon they'll spread out for miles [05:21.750]Soon your veins will transport trains all over the world [05:25.580]Soon your veins will be a railroad [05:28.070]Soon your mind will abstract itself [05:30.560]And very soon you'll disappear, soon you'll disappear [05:34.760]You'll be fine, just relax [05:36.480]Soon you'll disappear [05:37.840]That's the only fact
