Styrofoam Plates

Song Styrofoam Plates
Artist Death Cab for Cutie
Album Death Cab For Cutie - The Barsuk Years

Lyrics

[00:00.00] 作词 : Gibbard, Harmer, Walla
[00:01.02] there's a saltwater film on the jar of your ashes:
[00:06.33] i threw them to sea but a gust blew them backwards and the sting in my eyes
[00:14.45] that you then inflicted was par for the course just as when you were living.
[00:21.59] it's no stretch to say you were not quite a father but a donor of seeds to a poor single mother that would raise us alone.
[00:31.50] we never saw the money that went down your throat
[00:39.61] through the hole in your belly.
[01:01.14] thirteen years old in the suburbs of denver
[01:06.08] standing in line for Thanksgiving dinner at the catholic chuch.
[01:12.15] the servers wore crosses
[01:16.12] to shield from the sufferance plauging the others. styrofoam plates,
[01:21.45] cafateria tables charity reeks of cheap wine and pity
[01:31.24] and i'm thinking of you. i do every year
[01:35.73] when we count all our blessings
[01:38.18] and wonder what we're doing here.
[03:20.38] ~~~~~~~~~~~~~``
[03:26.72] you're a disgrace to the concept of family
[03:31.10] the priest won't divulge that fact in his homily and i'll stand up and scream
[03:38.34] if the mourning remain quiet, you can deck out a lie in a suit but i won't buy it.
[03:46.02] I won't join in the procession that's speaking their piece using five dollar words
[03:55.94] while praising his integrity and just cause he's gone it doesn't change the fact:
[04:01.63] he was a bastard in life thus a bastard in death.（绝对咒人的话~~ 呵呵~~ 学学啊）
[04:18.79] enjoy it~~~ guang{::}~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Pinyin

[00:00.00] zuò cí : Gibbard, Harmer, Walla
[00:01.02] there' s a saltwater film on the jar of your ashes:
[00:06.33] i threw them to sea but a gust blew them backwards and the sting in my eyes
[00:14.45] that you then inflicted was par for the course just as when you were living.
[00:21.59] it' s no stretch to say you were not quite a father but a donor of seeds to a poor single mother that would raise us alone.
[00:31.50] we never saw the money that went down your throat
[00:39.61] through the hole in your belly.
[01:01.14] thirteen years old in the suburbs of denver
[01:06.08] standing in line for Thanksgiving dinner at the catholic chuch.
[01:12.15] the servers wore crosses
[01:16.12] to shield from the sufferance plauging the others. styrofoam plates,
[01:21.45] cafateria tables charity reeks of cheap wine and pity
[01:31.24] and i' m thinking of you. i do every year
[01:35.73] when we count all our blessings
[01:38.18] and wonder what we' re doing here.
[03:20.38]
[03:26.72] you' re a disgrace to the concept of family
[03:31.10] the priest won' t divulge that fact in his homily and i' ll stand up and scream
[03:38.34] if the mourning remain quiet, you can deck out a lie in a suit but i won' t buy it.
[03:46.02] I won' t join in the procession that' s speaking their piece using five dollar words
[03:55.94] while praising his integrity and just cause he' s gone it doesn' t change the fact:
[04:01.63] he was a bastard in life thus a bastard in death. jué duì zhòu rén de huà hē hē xué xué a
[04:18.79] enjoy it guang::