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Bells and Whistles - Bright Eyes.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Conor Oberst and Alex Orange Drink
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Conor Oberst and Alex Orange Drink
[00:15.179]I was cruel like a president
[00:18.963]It was wrong but I ordered it
[00:22.753]Lost some limbs in an accident
[00:26.396]Playing god
[00:29.982]At a table down at Edendale
[00:33.869]Didn’t feel good wasn’t eating well
[00:37.484]In the photo booth made me hate myself
[00:41.279]What a slob
[00:45.471]It’s hard now to imagine it
[00:49.027]The currency was all counterfeit
[00:52.936]Diana’s face was scattered to the mob
[00:59.570]Expensive jokes and cheap thrills cost a lot
[01:18.639]Zach’s staggering down Bleecker Street
[01:22.780]The label asked for a meet and greet
[01:26.779]I agreed reluctantly I couldn’t be alone
[01:33.944]Signed a sleeve for a teenager
[01:38.149]It felt just like a harbinger
[01:41.353]I was shaking hands with the manicured
[01:45.117]Worked my fingers to the bone
[01:48.664]No you shouldn’t go home with the SoHo girl
[01:52.727]Cause she only wants materials
[01:56.447]And shouldn’t place bets on the New York Mets
[02:00.055]Cause at best it’s hypothetical
[02:04.391]Expensive seats in a field of dreams
[02:08.140]U-turns in limousines
[02:11.425]Got to get around the detour when it’s blocked
[02:18.296]Bells and whistles, fancy cheap thrills cost a lot
[02:52.261]No, you shouldn’t make noise with those Bay Ridge boys
[02:56.184]When they’re drunk, man, it’s impossible
[03:00.719]Secondhand amps and a bent up crash
[03:04.095]The band sounds like an animal
[03:08.120]Cheap seats and broken dreams
[03:11.825]U-turns in limousines
[03:15.369]Gotta kick in the door when it’s locked
[03:22.327]Bells and whistles, cheap thrills cost a lot
text lyrics
作词 : Conor Oberst and Alex Orange Drink
作曲 : Conor Oberst and Alex Orange Drink
I was cruel like a president
It was wrong but I ordered it
Lost some limbs in an accident
Playing god
At a table down at Edendale
Didn’t feel good wasn’t eating well
In the photo booth made me hate myself
What a slob
It’s hard now to imagine it
The currency was all counterfeit
Diana’s face was scattered to the mob
Expensive jokes and cheap thrills cost a lot
Zach’s staggering down Bleecker Street
The label asked for a meet and greet
I agreed reluctantly I couldn’t be alone
Signed a sleeve for a teenager
It felt just like a harbinger
I was shaking hands with the manicured
Worked my fingers to the bone
No you shouldn’t go home with the SoHo girl
Cause she only wants materials
And shouldn’t place bets on the New York Mets
Cause at best it’s hypothetical
Expensive seats in a field of dreams
U-turns in limousines
Got to get around the detour when it’s blocked
Bells and whistles, fancy cheap thrills cost a lot
No, you shouldn’t make noise with those Bay Ridge boys
When they’re drunk, man, it’s impossible
Secondhand amps and a bent up crash
The band sounds like an animal
Cheap seats and broken dreams
U-turns in limousines
Gotta kick in the door when it’s locked
Bells and whistles, cheap thrills cost a lot