[00:00.000] 作词 : James Mercer
[00:01.000] 作曲 : James Mercer
[00:04.945]Foals in winter coats
[00:07.850]White girls of the North
[00:12.814]File past one, five and one
[00:18.143]They are the fabled lambs
[00:20.602]Of Sunday ham
[00:22.388]The E.H.S. norm
[00:26.143]And they can float above the grass
[00:29.591]In circles if they tried
[00:32.666]A latent power I know they hide
[00:38.218]To keep some hope alive
[00:40.582]That a girl like I could ever try
[00:46.196]Could ever try
[00:50.735]So we just skirt the hallway sides
[00:55.511]A phantom and a fly
[00:58.771]Follow the lines and wonder why
[01:05.101]There's no connection
[01:07.150]A week of rolling eyes
[01:09.668]And cheap shots from the trite
[01:14.677]And we're off to Nemarcas' porch again
[01:20.232]Another afternoon with the goat head tunes
[01:24.751]And pilfered booz
[01:28.308]We wandered through her mama's house,
[01:31.664]And the milk from the window lights
[01:34.351]Family portraits circa 95
[01:40.154]This is that foreign land
[01:42.635]With the sprayed on tans
[01:44.538]And it all feels fine
[01:48.293]Be it silk or slime
[01:52.506]So when they tap our Monday heads
[01:57.506]Two zombies walk in our stead
[02:00.752]This town seems hardly worth the time
[02:09.056]And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme
[02:13.734]Too far along in our climb
[02:16.502]Stepping over what now towers to the sky
[02:23.093]With no connection
[02:56.840]So, when they tap our Sunday heads
[03:01.647]Two zombies walk in our stead
[03:04.873]This town seems hardly worth the time
[03:12.631]And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme
[03:17.616]Too far along in our crime
[03:20.373]Stepping over what now towers to the sky
[03:27.068]With no connection