Song | Oh Sweet Woods |
Artist | The Fiery Furnaces |
Album | Bitter Tea |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Friedberger | |
I was in tahoe, on the california side | |
Waiting in the lobby at 665 1/2 frontage road | |
When two extra-blond, short-sleeve, button-down | |
White-shirt, blue-tie, mystery mormons | |
Came in and put this music on | |
Came in and took me by the arm | |
And as they had me marching through the parking lot | |
And as they were marching through the parking lot | |
They blew into their shirt-pocket microphones | |
Like this | |
And then they drove me to an albertson's outside of boise | |
And took me into a back room. | |
And they said they wanted to balance my checkbook | |
And they said the wanted to organize my receipts | |
And itemize my expenses | |
And that i had the key | |
To a safety deposit box | |
With treasury bonds and the key | |
To another safety deposit box | |
Where i'd stashed away | |
The only pewter pocket watch | |
That ever belonged to | |
Joseph smith's great-great uncle's brother-in-law | |
And i said you've got the wrong eleanor friedberger. | |
And then they sang at me like this |
zuo qu : Friedberger | |
I was in tahoe, on the california side | |
Waiting in the lobby at 665 1 2 frontage road | |
When two extrablond, shortsleeve, buttondown | |
Whiteshirt, bluetie, mystery mormons | |
Came in and put this music on | |
Came in and took me by the arm | |
And as they had me marching through the parking lot | |
And as they were marching through the parking lot | |
They blew into their shirtpocket microphones | |
Like this | |
And then they drove me to an albertson' s outside of boise | |
And took me into a back room. | |
And they said they wanted to balance my checkbook | |
And they said the wanted to organize my receipts | |
And itemize my expenses | |
And that i had the key | |
To a safety deposit box | |
With treasury bonds and the key | |
To another safety deposit box | |
Where i' d stashed away | |
The only pewter pocket watch | |
That ever belonged to | |
Joseph smith' s greatgreat uncle' s brotherinlaw | |
And i said you' ve got the wrong eleanor friedberger. | |
And then they sang at me like this |
zuò qǔ : Friedberger | |
I was in tahoe, on the california side | |
Waiting in the lobby at 665 1 2 frontage road | |
When two extrablond, shortsleeve, buttondown | |
Whiteshirt, bluetie, mystery mormons | |
Came in and put this music on | |
Came in and took me by the arm | |
And as they had me marching through the parking lot | |
And as they were marching through the parking lot | |
They blew into their shirtpocket microphones | |
Like this | |
And then they drove me to an albertson' s outside of boise | |
And took me into a back room. | |
And they said they wanted to balance my checkbook | |
And they said the wanted to organize my receipts | |
And itemize my expenses | |
And that i had the key | |
To a safety deposit box | |
With treasury bonds and the key | |
To another safety deposit box | |
Where i' d stashed away | |
The only pewter pocket watch | |
That ever belonged to | |
Joseph smith' s greatgreat uncle' s brotherinlaw | |
And i said you' ve got the wrong eleanor friedberger. | |
And then they sang at me like this |