Текст (слова) песни: Pavement - Transport Is Arranged
You better find your way out, you better learn how to run You better walk away, and leave the angles for the shills Well I`ve been thinking for days about the means and the ways that I could hate all I touch I know you`re my lady but I could trickle, I could flood A voice coach taught me to sing, he couldn`t teach me to love All the above Easy talkin` border blockin` transport is arranged
Praise the grammar police, set me up with your niece Walk to Baltimore, and keep the language off the street Well I`m of several minds, I am the worst of my kind I wanna cremate the crutch I know you`re my lady but phone calls could corrupt the morning I heed the surgeon`s warning -- pillars of eights
I swung my fiery sword, I vent my spleen at the lord He is abstract and bored -- too much milk and honey Well I`ll waltz through the wilderness with nothing but a compass and a canteen Settin` the scenes Easy walkin` border blockin` transport is arranged
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