《Drop It Doe Eyes》歌词

[00:00:00] Drop It Doe Eyes - Los Campesinos!

[00:00:00] Written by：Team Campesinos!

[00:00:18] You expected my war diaries

[00:00:20] But time ran out and I,

[00:00:22] I let you down.

[00:00:22] A small thanks note written in French

[00:00:25] Is no shorthand for this thing gave me writers cramp.

[00:00:38] I had a dream about shapeshifting

[00:00:39] Well we move with such elegance

[00:00:42] With such grace

[00:00:43] With all our dignity just in place.

[00:00:48] Deer die with their eyes wide open

[00:00:52] Eyes wide open

[00:00:53] Eyes wide open.

[00:00:55] Deer die with their eyes wide open.

[00:01:10] Drawing tiny little pictures of skeletons

[00:01:12] To get across the sense of impending doom.

[00:01:15] And the leaves like the artwork to major leagues

[00:01:18] Look like dead foxes on the hard shoulder.

[00:01:20] And for some reason I think that I attributed

[00:01:22] This story to the bypass of the town I hadn't visited,

[00:01:25] So goes the backing track

[00:01:27] Of all the sighs we'd ever sighed.

[00:01:31] Deer die with their eyes wide open

[00:01:34] Eyes wide open

[00:01:35] Eyes wide open.

[00:01:37] Deer die with their eyes wide open.

[00:01:53] Drawing tiny little pictures of skeletons

[00:01:56] To get across the sense of impending doom.

[00:01:59] And I am 17 pages through this notebook now

[00:02:01] And there are little more than how I see

[00:02:04] And an x-ray machine that's more like a television screen

[00:02:07] And you're in a rut

[00:02:08] And I know that you know what I mean,

[00:02:11] Then the realisation hits

[00:02:12] That not even two gospel choirs could save us now.

[00:02:27] Turn up on your doorstep

[00:02:28] Feeling like roadkill

[00:02:29] Tasting like postage stamps

[00:02:31] And when I touch you

[00:02:32] You fold up like an envelope

[00:02:33] With everything I ever wrote

[00:02:35] Pouring out of your mouth.