《Pink-Slips》歌词

[00:00:00] Pink-Slips - Okkervil River

[00:00:12] Three brides before breakfast

[00:00:15] These rails just wrecked us

[00:00:18] My right hand on my heart

[00:00:19] While my left hand snaps your necklace

[00:00:24] Each day gets a little more scary

[00:00:26] We're holding on in a way

[00:00:28] But just barely

[00:00:29] Moms and Dads are rationing their cash

[00:00:32] For the commissary

[00:00:35] But I can't start without going

[00:00:39] All the way - it's a habit someone gave me

[00:00:47] The nursemaid of the blank page

[00:00:49] A canary of the American eclipse

[00:00:52] A profiteer picking up pink slips

[00:01:08] This wish just to go back hey

[00:01:10] When I know wasn't ever ever happy

[00:01:13] Show me my best memory - it's probably super crappy

[00:01:19] Nine years down in Texas with sluts of both sexes

[00:01:25] Liars lumps and drug addicts and drunks;

[00:01:29] I love my friends

[00:01:30] But I can't stop without going all the way a

[00:01:39] Nd I've been that way since '83

[00:01:42] The midwife of the jetlife

[00:01:45] Oh genie with a golden spliff

[00:01:48] A prostitute paid in pink slips

[00:01:57] I crashed my Cadillac in the valley of mirrors

[00:02:00] When the call came there was nobody here

[00:02:03] When they came from the communists

[00:02:04] I kissed them on the lips

[00:02:06] Then they came for the singers

[00:02:07] In a haze of pink slips

[00:02:26] I guess I was just dreaming and drifting

[00:02:30] I guess I was artificially lifted

[00:02:32] Only happy until the age of ten is still a gift

[00:02:37] But we can't go back to those "227" days

[00:02:46] It's just a dream we all were having

[00:02:49] Hey mariner in the dirt trade Oh

[00:02:53] Postman of the post-apocalypse - from Academy Awards to pink slips

[00:03:03] And I showered my Corvette with Moët for years

[00:03:06] But now I'm standing in the rain

[00:03:07] Drinking the champagne of beers

[00:03:08] They say "Who's that shadow sneaking off behind the pier

[00:03:12] He was rushed and then he was rattled

[00:03:13] But now he's finally in the clear

[00:03:15] To be a refugee from the rat race

[00:03:17] In his white tuxedo and his sad-face

[00:03:20] A music group that your dad plays

[00:03:23] Singing songs about autumn days

[00:03:26] He's the laureate of the Granite State

[00:03:29] And now he doesn't even write

[00:03:30] He just riffs

[00:03:31] And they'll cover up his coffin with pink slips "