Old Fools
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โฑ๏ธ 5:58 duration
๐ ID: 5067972
๐ Lyrics
You've got your clukes in me
Out legs locked at right angles
Should scatter like pigeons
But I'll stay here and make sweat with you
And kick my own guts out
Lose a pint of self respect
Statued and selotaped
Tongue-tied and desolate
Blow unlucky eyelashes and hide the stray hairs
Or should we just give up
Take backward bounds and leaps
And sit and shy shiver while
The latest one sleeps
Cry from the bedroom
Clean all the blankets
Spend your time wishing back an act that is thankless
And those old fools have got nothing on me
This is a monolith
Can't help but stuggle with
The will and the wayward old hat ideals
The weight of the uniform and the way that it feels
We can't see round it and all the while we
Cry from the bedroom
Clean all the blankets
Spend your time wishing back an act that is thankless
And those old fools have got nothing on me
And the distance maps out like the flag of a country
I never knew
And hay bales with eyes half shut like shee on sleeping
Pills under the blue
Now sink down you balsa wood box in your chair like
It was the dirt
I'm going home to certain death
To certain death
It doesn't have to be this way
It doesn't have to be this way
It doesn't have to be this way
It doesn't have to be this way
Cry from the bedroom
Clean all the blankets
Spend your time wishing back an act that is thankless
And those old fools have got nothing on me
Those old fools have got nothing on me
Those old fools have got nothing on me
Those old fools have got nothing on me
Out legs locked at right angles
Should scatter like pigeons
But I'll stay here and make sweat with you
And kick my own guts out
Lose a pint of self respect
Statued and selotaped
Tongue-tied and desolate
Blow unlucky eyelashes and hide the stray hairs
Or should we just give up
Take backward bounds and leaps
And sit and shy shiver while
The latest one sleeps
Cry from the bedroom
Clean all the blankets
Spend your time wishing back an act that is thankless
And those old fools have got nothing on me
This is a monolith
Can't help but stuggle with
The will and the wayward old hat ideals
The weight of the uniform and the way that it feels
We can't see round it and all the while we
Cry from the bedroom
Clean all the blankets
Spend your time wishing back an act that is thankless
And those old fools have got nothing on me
And the distance maps out like the flag of a country
I never knew
And hay bales with eyes half shut like shee on sleeping
Pills under the blue
Now sink down you balsa wood box in your chair like
It was the dirt
I'm going home to certain death
To certain death
It doesn't have to be this way
It doesn't have to be this way
It doesn't have to be this way
It doesn't have to be this way
Cry from the bedroom
Clean all the blankets
Spend your time wishing back an act that is thankless
And those old fools have got nothing on me
Those old fools have got nothing on me
Those old fools have got nothing on me
Those old fools have got nothing on me
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:02.04] You've got your clukes in me
[00:08.19] Out legs locked at right angles
[00:14.21] Should scatter like pigeons
[00:19.26] But I'll stay here and make sweat with you
[00:27.35] And kick my own guts out
[00:34.36] Lose a pint of self respect
[00:55.42] Statued and selotaped
[01:01.55] Tongue-tied and desolate
[01:07.53] Blow unlucky eyelashes and hide the stray hairs
[01:16.62] Or should we just give up
[01:22.64] Take backward bounds and leaps
[01:29.70] And sit and shy shiver while
[01:35.70] The latest one sleeps
[01:43.91] Cry from the bedroom
[01:47.92] Clean all the blankets
[01:50.93] Spend your time wishing back an act that is thankless
[01:58.09] And those old fools have got nothing on me
[02:20.19] This is a monolith
[02:26.17] Can't help but stuggle with
[02:33.25] The will and the wayward old hat ideals
[02:40.20] The weight of the uniform and the way that it feels
[02:46.33] We can't see round it and all the while we
[02:53.34] Cry from the bedroom
[02:56.36] Clean all the blankets
[03:00.39] Spend your time wishing back an act that is thankless
[03:06.48] And those old fools have got nothing on me
[03:28.50] And the distance maps out like the flag of a country
[03:36.69] I never knew
[03:42.66] And hay bales with eyes half shut like shee on sleeping
[03:48.64] Pills under the blue
[03:55.79] Now sink down you balsa wood box in your chair like
[04:02.79] It was the dirt
[04:09.73] I'm going home to certain death
[04:14.80] To certain death
[04:24.86] It doesn't have to be this way
[04:31.89] It doesn't have to be this way
[04:36.98] It doesn't have to be this way
[04:42.99] It doesn't have to be this way
[04:50.04] Cry from the bedroom
[04:52.00] Clean all the blankets
[04:55.01] Spend your time wishing back an act that is thankless
[05:02.09] And those old fools have got nothing on me
[05:21.01] Those old fools have got nothing on me
[05:27.02] Those old fools have got nothing on me
[05:34.10] Those old fools have got nothing on me
[05:54.23]
[00:08.19] Out legs locked at right angles
[00:14.21] Should scatter like pigeons
[00:19.26] But I'll stay here and make sweat with you
[00:27.35] And kick my own guts out
[00:34.36] Lose a pint of self respect
[00:55.42] Statued and selotaped
[01:01.55] Tongue-tied and desolate
[01:07.53] Blow unlucky eyelashes and hide the stray hairs
[01:16.62] Or should we just give up
[01:22.64] Take backward bounds and leaps
[01:29.70] And sit and shy shiver while
[01:35.70] The latest one sleeps
[01:43.91] Cry from the bedroom
[01:47.92] Clean all the blankets
[01:50.93] Spend your time wishing back an act that is thankless
[01:58.09] And those old fools have got nothing on me
[02:20.19] This is a monolith
[02:26.17] Can't help but stuggle with
[02:33.25] The will and the wayward old hat ideals
[02:40.20] The weight of the uniform and the way that it feels
[02:46.33] We can't see round it and all the while we
[02:53.34] Cry from the bedroom
[02:56.36] Clean all the blankets
[03:00.39] Spend your time wishing back an act that is thankless
[03:06.48] And those old fools have got nothing on me
[03:28.50] And the distance maps out like the flag of a country
[03:36.69] I never knew
[03:42.66] And hay bales with eyes half shut like shee on sleeping
[03:48.64] Pills under the blue
[03:55.79] Now sink down you balsa wood box in your chair like
[04:02.79] It was the dirt
[04:09.73] I'm going home to certain death
[04:14.80] To certain death
[04:24.86] It doesn't have to be this way
[04:31.89] It doesn't have to be this way
[04:36.98] It doesn't have to be this way
[04:42.99] It doesn't have to be this way
[04:50.04] Cry from the bedroom
[04:52.00] Clean all the blankets
[04:55.01] Spend your time wishing back an act that is thankless
[05:02.09] And those old fools have got nothing on me
[05:21.01] Those old fools have got nothing on me
[05:27.02] Those old fools have got nothing on me
[05:34.10] Those old fools have got nothing on me
[05:54.23]