Paroles:
Belle Sebastian

I know a spell That would you make help Write about love, it could be in any tense, but it must make sense I know a trick Forget that you are sick Write

I've seen God in the sun I've seen God in the street God before bed and the promise of sleep God in my dreams and the free ride of grace But it all disappears

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

Look at the kid from school He?s teaching mamas and papas how to be a little cool He?s changing fashion, the way he dress The tracksuits are old, and

I?m the singer, I?m the singer in the band You?re the loser, I won?t dismiss you out of hand Cos you?ve got a beautiful face It will take you places

Sukie was the kid, she liked to hangout in the graveyard She did brass rubbings, she learned you never had to press hard When she finished hanging out

Honey?d sweet apples, they?re rotting away Millions of people never start in the race There?s stuff on out plates that has not been alive Someone pays

I?m bored out my mind Too sick to even care I?ll take a little walk Nobody?s going to know I?m in senior year It gives you a little free time I?ll just

Honey lovin you is the greatest thing I get to be myself and I get to sing I get to play at being irresponsible I come home late at night and I love