时间：2014-10-31
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The Arrogance Of The Drunk Pedestrian - The Smith Street Band
With the arrogance of the drunk pedestrian
Taxi driver looks down my girlfriends top
Asks politely if he be a gentlemen
Pulls his aviators down so he doesn't have to stop
And we'll keep on through the sh*t storm
Until the metaphors are literal
Forced screams are guttural
And we'll keep on through the sh*t storm
Until the metaphors until the metaphors
When I said this is all I had I meant it
Nice speak in the tired clichés of a strip club DJ
Marvellous things so quickly get mundane
When you see the scaffolding behind me
And all the dirty air it always blocks your way
We'll keep on through the sh*t storm
Until the metaphors are literal
Forced screams are guttural
And we'll keep on through the sh*t storm
Until the metaphors
Until the metaphors until the metaphors
When I said this was all I had I meant it
When I said this was all I had I meant it
When you said I was a bad person I felt it
When I said this was all I had I meant it
When you said that I had to destroy you
I knew that part of you was trying to destroy me too
When I said that I wanted to die I meant it
When I said that you saved my life I meant it
But goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
