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[00:00.000] 作词 : Gareth Paisey/Tom Bromley
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Gareth Paisey/Tom Bromley
[00:45.194]But let's talk about you for a minute
[00:47.504]With the vomit in your gullet
[00:49.550]From a half-bottle of vodka
[00:51.370]That we'd stolen from the Optic
[00:53.453]On the back seat in your car
[00:54.768]Because it wasn't safe to start it
[00:56.806]You were "far too ****ed to drive"
[00:58.899]Were the words that you imparted
[01:01.227]And the woollen dress that clung so tight
[01:04.568]To the contours of your body
[01:08.738]And the dead grass stuck to fibres
[01:11.303]From us rolling in the lay-by
[01:16.485]Were passed to dog-haired blankets
[01:20.109]That protected the bench seat covers
[01:23.240]And a crucifix was hung
[01:26.588]From rear-view mirror by your mother
[02:06.101]I'm leaving my body to science
[02:09.452]And not medical, but physics
[02:13.595]Drag my corpse through the airport
[02:17.460]And lay me limp on the left wing
[02:21.346]Drop me at the highest point and trace a line around
[02:25.785]The dent I leave in the ground
[02:29.354]That'll be the initial of the one you will marry
[02:33.945]Now I'm not around
[02:35.486]I flew for seven hours
[02:40.057]The sky didn't once turn black
[03:03.696]You know I'd sooner go down in a ball of flames
[03:24.219]Than I would lay here and be bored to death
[03:25.267]All's well that ends
[03:41.294]I wake from sleep, my head and shoulder
[03:45.169]Wet against the window
[03:48.766]A frost had formed and melted, soaked me
[03:52.615]Right through to my collarbone
[03:56.719]If you were given the option
[03:59.271]Of dying painlessly in peace at forty-five
[04:03.434]But with a lover at your side
[04:07.070]After a full and happy life
[04:13.042]Is this something that would interest you?
[04:20.265]Would this interest you at all?
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作词 : Gareth Paisey/Tom Bromley
作曲 : Gareth Paisey/Tom Bromley
But let's talk about you for a minute
With the vomit in your gullet
From a half-bottle of vodka
That we'd stolen from the Optic
On the back seat in your car
Because it wasn't safe to start it
You were "far too ****ed to drive"
Were the words that you imparted
And the woollen dress that clung so tight
To the contours of your body
And the dead grass stuck to fibres
From us rolling in the lay-by
Were passed to dog-haired blankets
That protected the bench seat covers
And a crucifix was hung
From rear-view mirror by your mother
I'm leaving my body to science
And not medical, but physics
Drag my corpse through the airport
And lay me limp on the left wing
Drop me at the highest point and trace a line around
The dent I leave in the ground
That'll be the initial of the one you will marry
Now I'm not around
I flew for seven hours
The sky didn't once turn black
You know I'd sooner go down in a ball of flames
Than I would lay here and be bored to death
All's well that ends
I wake from sleep, my head and shoulder
Wet against the window
A frost had formed and melted, soaked me
Right through to my collarbone
If you were given the option
Of dying painlessly in peace at forty-five
But with a lover at your side
After a full and happy life
Is this something that would interest you?
Would this interest you at all?