Escape Route
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โฑ๏ธ 3:30 duration
๐ ID: 1592254
๐ Lyrics
His first kicking came on January 1st
They said, "Welcome to the club,
We'll take your shoes and your shirt."
And he wore his nosebleed like a red rosette
And it was a prize he would win again and again and again.
He had to find an escape route.
It was a rumour, but it soon became true
When he was drunk in the suburbs
With a boy from a different school.
All his good friends soon left him for dead
Now he stands staring down at the Clyde from a bridge
And then he saw an escape route
From the dogs of West Renfrew
From the bitches and bruises
He chose Ohio to run to
The name came to him just as he perched
On the amber lit bridge, his whole face pursed
It had a ring to it in American songs
As a glittering release from his crippling curse
He dreamt of the place of a cinematic space
And all the pointing fingers they just melted away
But who knows, maybe he'll never take flight
But he swears Ohio pulled him from the bridge that night
And it became an escape route
From the dogs of West Renfrew
From the bitches and beatings
Midwestern chest to fall into
Some are saved by the good arms
Some are saved by the church
Some get saved by the skin of their teeth
By the thought that it couldn't get much worse
Some are saved by professors
Some are saved by police
Some get saved by a distant place
By an impossible American dream
We all need an escape route
We all need an escape route
From the punches and kicks
The fingernails and the pricks
All the sharp little knives
In the dark pockets of life
From the bitches and bruises
From the burden of youth
The public hangings and stonings
Save us from fellow humans
Just give us an escape route
They said, "Welcome to the club,
We'll take your shoes and your shirt."
And he wore his nosebleed like a red rosette
And it was a prize he would win again and again and again.
He had to find an escape route.
It was a rumour, but it soon became true
When he was drunk in the suburbs
With a boy from a different school.
All his good friends soon left him for dead
Now he stands staring down at the Clyde from a bridge
And then he saw an escape route
From the dogs of West Renfrew
From the bitches and bruises
He chose Ohio to run to
The name came to him just as he perched
On the amber lit bridge, his whole face pursed
It had a ring to it in American songs
As a glittering release from his crippling curse
He dreamt of the place of a cinematic space
And all the pointing fingers they just melted away
But who knows, maybe he'll never take flight
But he swears Ohio pulled him from the bridge that night
And it became an escape route
From the dogs of West Renfrew
From the bitches and beatings
Midwestern chest to fall into
Some are saved by the good arms
Some are saved by the church
Some get saved by the skin of their teeth
By the thought that it couldn't get much worse
Some are saved by professors
Some are saved by police
Some get saved by a distant place
By an impossible American dream
We all need an escape route
We all need an escape route
From the punches and kicks
The fingernails and the pricks
All the sharp little knives
In the dark pockets of life
From the bitches and bruises
From the burden of youth
The public hangings and stonings
Save us from fellow humans
Just give us an escape route
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:18.14] His first kicking came on January 1st
[00:20.60] They said, "Welcome to the club,
[00:22.17] We'll take your shoes and your shirt."
[00:24.76] And he wore his nosebleed like a red rosette
[00:27.37] And it was a prize he would win again and again and again.
[00:33.07] He had to find an escape route.
[00:37.93] It was a rumour, but it soon became true
[00:40.50] When he was drunk in the suburbs
[00:42.63] With a boy from a different school.
[00:44.60] All his good friends soon left him for dead
[00:47.32] Now he stands staring down at the Clyde from a bridge
[00:53.13] And then he saw an escape route
[00:56.44] From the dogs of West Renfrew
[00:59.64] From the bitches and bruises
[01:02.91] He chose Ohio to run to
[01:21.46] The name came to him just as he perched
[01:24.08] On the amber lit bridge, his whole face pursed
[01:27.96] It had a ring to it in American songs
[01:30.79] As a glittering release from his crippling curse
[01:34.77] He dreamt of the place of a cinematic space
[01:37.85] And all the pointing fingers they just melted away
[01:41.48] But who knows, maybe he'll never take flight
[01:44.14] But he swears Ohio pulled him from the bridge that night
[01:49.92] And it became an escape route
[01:53.12] From the dogs of West Renfrew
[01:56.38] From the bitches and beatings
[02:00.07] Midwestern chest to fall into
[02:18.14] Some are saved by the good arms
[02:21.36] Some are saved by the church
[02:24.75] Some get saved by the skin of their teeth
[02:27.14] By the thought that it couldn't get much worse
[02:31.40] Some are saved by professors
[02:34.76] Some are saved by police
[02:38.12] Some get saved by a distant place
[02:40.68] By an impossible American dream
[02:43.23] We all need an escape route
[02:53.38] We all need an escape route
[02:56.41] From the punches and kicks
[02:59.74] The fingernails and the pricks
[03:03.02] All the sharp little knives
[03:06.51] In the dark pockets of life
[03:09.86] From the bitches and bruises
[03:12.96] From the burden of youth
[03:16.65] The public hangings and stonings
[03:19.71] Save us from fellow humans
[03:23.07] Just give us an escape route
[03:25.22]
[00:20.60] They said, "Welcome to the club,
[00:22.17] We'll take your shoes and your shirt."
[00:24.76] And he wore his nosebleed like a red rosette
[00:27.37] And it was a prize he would win again and again and again.
[00:33.07] He had to find an escape route.
[00:37.93] It was a rumour, but it soon became true
[00:40.50] When he was drunk in the suburbs
[00:42.63] With a boy from a different school.
[00:44.60] All his good friends soon left him for dead
[00:47.32] Now he stands staring down at the Clyde from a bridge
[00:53.13] And then he saw an escape route
[00:56.44] From the dogs of West Renfrew
[00:59.64] From the bitches and bruises
[01:02.91] He chose Ohio to run to
[01:21.46] The name came to him just as he perched
[01:24.08] On the amber lit bridge, his whole face pursed
[01:27.96] It had a ring to it in American songs
[01:30.79] As a glittering release from his crippling curse
[01:34.77] He dreamt of the place of a cinematic space
[01:37.85] And all the pointing fingers they just melted away
[01:41.48] But who knows, maybe he'll never take flight
[01:44.14] But he swears Ohio pulled him from the bridge that night
[01:49.92] And it became an escape route
[01:53.12] From the dogs of West Renfrew
[01:56.38] From the bitches and beatings
[02:00.07] Midwestern chest to fall into
[02:18.14] Some are saved by the good arms
[02:21.36] Some are saved by the church
[02:24.75] Some get saved by the skin of their teeth
[02:27.14] By the thought that it couldn't get much worse
[02:31.40] Some are saved by professors
[02:34.76] Some are saved by police
[02:38.12] Some get saved by a distant place
[02:40.68] By an impossible American dream
[02:43.23] We all need an escape route
[02:53.38] We all need an escape route
[02:56.41] From the punches and kicks
[02:59.74] The fingernails and the pricks
[03:03.02] All the sharp little knives
[03:06.51] In the dark pockets of life
[03:09.86] From the bitches and bruises
[03:12.96] From the burden of youth
[03:16.65] The public hangings and stonings
[03:19.71] Save us from fellow humans
[03:23.07] Just give us an escape route
[03:25.22]