Song | Mr. E. Leon Rauis |
Artist | Rasputina |
Album | Thanks for the Ether |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Creager | |
I keep pictures of him in my mind | |
Yeah, you know the kind they curl up on the edges | |
The corners are bended into a trick pulled from behind | |
Physically he is serene, he looks good he looks clean | |
Yeah, I know he's dead and | |
I know what he said | |
But I think | |
I know what he might mean | |
With many thanks for your well, well wishes he says | |
Believe me, sincerely yours | |
Mr. E Leon | |
Rauis would say it's sentiment which he abhors | |
Seventeen | |
Union Square | |
NorthDid he walk back and forth in the glass at the shop? | |
Did he smile? | |
Did he stop for a while? | |
Did he question his worth? | |
Seventeen | |
Union Square | |
West, dressed up looking his best | |
Mr. E. Leon | |
Rauis could never know how this would seem | |
His one small request | |
With many thanks for your well, well wishes he says | |
Believe me, sincerely yours | |
Mr. E Leon | |
Rauis would say it's sentiment which he abhors | |
Regretfully so he still wants you to know | |
Of the things in his heart he can't say | |
His penmanship does a disservice | |
It's illegible to this day | |
Oh, Mr. E. | |
Leon Rauis believe me | |
I hope it all turned out okay | |
Picking a shop for the shoot, did he buy a new suit? | |
Was he tall? | |
Was he kind? | |
Did he finally find it that day? | |
Was his end absolute? | |
He got old like everyone, was he somebody's son? | |
Did he fail? | |
Did he try to succeed or deny what he knew or things he had done? | |
With many thanks for your well, well wishes he saysbelieve me, sincerely yours | |
Mr. E Leon | |
Rauis would say it's sentiment which he abhors |
zuo qu : Creager | |
I keep pictures of him in my mind | |
Yeah, you know the kind they curl up on the edges | |
The corners are bended into a trick pulled from behind | |
Physically he is serene, he looks good he looks clean | |
Yeah, I know he' s dead and | |
I know what he said | |
But I think | |
I know what he might mean | |
With many thanks for your well, well wishes he says | |
Believe me, sincerely yours | |
Mr. E Leon | |
Rauis would say it' s sentiment which he abhors | |
Seventeen | |
Union Square | |
NorthDid he walk back and forth in the glass at the shop? | |
Did he smile? | |
Did he stop for a while? | |
Did he question his worth? | |
Seventeen | |
Union Square | |
West, dressed up looking his best | |
Mr. E. Leon | |
Rauis could never know how this would seem | |
His one small request | |
With many thanks for your well, well wishes he says | |
Believe me, sincerely yours | |
Mr. E Leon | |
Rauis would say it' s sentiment which he abhors | |
Regretfully so he still wants you to know | |
Of the things in his heart he can' t say | |
His penmanship does a disservice | |
It' s illegible to this day | |
Oh, Mr. E. | |
Leon Rauis believe me | |
I hope it all turned out okay | |
Picking a shop for the shoot, did he buy a new suit? | |
Was he tall? | |
Was he kind? | |
Did he finally find it that day? | |
Was his end absolute? | |
He got old like everyone, was he somebody' s son? | |
Did he fail? | |
Did he try to succeed or deny what he knew or things he had done? | |
With many thanks for your well, well wishes he saysbelieve me, sincerely yours | |
Mr. E Leon | |
Rauis would say it' s sentiment which he abhors |
zuò qǔ : Creager | |
I keep pictures of him in my mind | |
Yeah, you know the kind they curl up on the edges | |
The corners are bended into a trick pulled from behind | |
Physically he is serene, he looks good he looks clean | |
Yeah, I know he' s dead and | |
I know what he said | |
But I think | |
I know what he might mean | |
With many thanks for your well, well wishes he says | |
Believe me, sincerely yours | |
Mr. E Leon | |
Rauis would say it' s sentiment which he abhors | |
Seventeen | |
Union Square | |
NorthDid he walk back and forth in the glass at the shop? | |
Did he smile? | |
Did he stop for a while? | |
Did he question his worth? | |
Seventeen | |
Union Square | |
West, dressed up looking his best | |
Mr. E. Leon | |
Rauis could never know how this would seem | |
His one small request | |
With many thanks for your well, well wishes he says | |
Believe me, sincerely yours | |
Mr. E Leon | |
Rauis would say it' s sentiment which he abhors | |
Regretfully so he still wants you to know | |
Of the things in his heart he can' t say | |
His penmanship does a disservice | |
It' s illegible to this day | |
Oh, Mr. E. | |
Leon Rauis believe me | |
I hope it all turned out okay | |
Picking a shop for the shoot, did he buy a new suit? | |
Was he tall? | |
Was he kind? | |
Did he finally find it that day? | |
Was his end absolute? | |
He got old like everyone, was he somebody' s son? | |
Did he fail? | |
Did he try to succeed or deny what he knew or things he had done? | |
With many thanks for your well, well wishes he saysbelieve me, sincerely yours | |
Mr. E Leon | |
Rauis would say it' s sentiment which he abhors |