Vārdi:
Elbow The Seldom Seen Kid

Sweet Jesus, I'm on fire She has the sweetest, darkest eyes And when it comes into her eyes I know iron and steel couldn't hold me Good God, I'm easily

Mondays is for drinking to the seldom seen kid I've been working on a cocktail called grounds for divorce Polishing a compass that I hold in my sleeve

A friend of mine grows his very own brambles They twist all around him 'til he can't move Beautiful, quivering, chivalrous shambles What is my friend

So I'm there charging around with a juggernaut brow Overdraft, speeches and deadlines to make Cramming commitments like cats in a sack Telephone burn

Are we having the time of our life? Are we having the time of our lives? Are we coming across clear? Are we coming across fine? Are we part of the plan

Before leaving get to the bar No one 'round here makes you pay Never very good at goodbyes So gentle shoulder charge, love you, mate Love you, mate Salford

Before leaving get to the bar No one round here makes you pay Never very good at goodbyes So gentle shoulder charge Love you mate Love you mate Salford

I plant the kind of kiss That wouldn't wake a baby On the self same face The lie wouldn't let me sleep And the street is singing with my feet And dawn

A friend of mine grows his very own brambles They twist all around him 'til he can't move Beautiful, quivering, chivalrous shambles What is my friend