Tekster:
Belle And Sebastian Push Barman To Open Old Wounds

I relent And gaze for hours on the muscle skin and bone Of some imaginary friend So how about it? Show me please, how I will look in twenty years And

the allure of 'Catcher in The Rye' The future's swathed in Stars and Stripes Wouldn't you like to get away? Kerouac's beckoning with open arms And open

open door. he looked as if he was thinking about getting in, but then the postman came back, and he swaggered off, walked past the wi And down the stairs, and

a lot in common I'll leave them to do what they want I'll leave them to do what they need to I'll go and play with words and pictures I'll admit I'm

boy, girl's at the bar Everyone thinks she's really ugly But I shut my eyes, oh, I shut my eyes And the star of it is and the star of it is And the star

think what to do He's out of his seat and he's starting to speak And he hears his own voice For years and years he's done nothing but bow down and

think what to do He's out of his seat and he's starting to speak And he hears his own voice For years and years he's done nothing but bow down and