Texty:
Belle And Sebastian

up a storm in May Travel south until your skin turns, woman Travel south until your skin turns brown Put a language in your head and get on a train And

't sleep I keep feeling the lights So I think I should get up and call you, going to find you And it's fun Thinking of you like a movie star And it's

lesson for the real world Seems so far away, the real world Up to the bigger school Trying not to be a fool Here I am new shoes and cagoule Look I'm

from the year you were born Tastes like kidnap and ransom and exile Somebody asked me what hell was like Somebody asked me for help Somebody asked me what hell was like Lunging and

Love and pain and sorrow Keep the band together She was like my soul mate Whispered in my ear Love was playing music It was all we wanted Making plastic

Summer in winter Winter in springtime You heard the birds sing Everything will be fine I spent the summer wasting The time was passed so easily But if

stop) Give me the morning (Give me the afternoon, the night, the night) Towns' and cities' populations up and grow The workers move to the suburbs In between I watch and

a friend that had gone before She challenged everyone to a fight But the people all backed down And they ran her out of town 'Cause she drank and swore and

cigarette catches and sets off the smoke alarm What do you make of the cool set in London? You're constantly updating your hit parade of your ten biggest wanks She's a waitress and