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Nabokov is sun-licked now |
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Upon the beach at Gruenewald |
| [00:25.63] |
Brilliant and naked just |
| [00:28.02] |
The way that authors look |
| [00:35.69] |
Clare and Lady Manners drink |
| [00:38.07] |
Until the other cows go home |
| [00:40.76] |
Gossip till their lips are bleeding politics and all |
| [00:49.29] |
I'd rather be high |
| [00:54.30] |
I'd rather be flying |
| [00:59.43] |
I'd rather be dead or out of my head |
| [01:04.47] |
Than training these guns on those men in the sand |
| [01:09.46] |
I'd rather be high |
| [01:21.09] |
The Thames was black, the tower dark |
| [01:23.47] |
I flew to Cairo, find my regiment |
| [01:26.36] |
City's full of generals |
| [01:28.42] |
And generals full of shit |
| [01:35.98] |
I stumble to the graveyard and I lay down by my parents, |
| [01:40.56] |
Whisper "Just remember duckies |
| [01:43.28] |
Everybody gets got" |
| [01:50.04] |
I'd rather be high |
| [01:54.92] |
I'd rather be flying |
| [02:00.04] |
I'd rather be dead or out of my head |
| [02:05.05] |
Than training these guns of those men in the sand |
| [02:10.18] |
I'd rather be high |
| [02:21.55] |
I'm seventeen and my looks can prove it |
| [02:26.44] |
I'm so afraid that I will lose it |
| [02:31.43] |
I'd rather smoke and phone my ex |
| [02:33.95] |
Be pleading for some teenage sex, yeah |
| [02:40.33] |
I'd rather be high |
| [02:45.40] |
I'd rather be flying |
| [02:50.52] |
I'd rather be dead or out of my head |
| [02:55.52] |
Than training these guns on the men in the sand |
| [03:00.66] |
I'd rather be high, |
| [03:05.69] |
I'd rather be flying |
| [03:10.86] |
I'd rather be high |
| [03:15.87] |
I'd rather be flying |
