Текст (слова) песни: Tindersticks - Ballad of Tindersticks

The first time we flew it

It was ? ? ? ? ? ? and cramped

The vodka running out half-way across the atlantic

Even the steward screamed and joined in it

We didnt think we were going to make it

Now were stretched out in wide, furry seats

Flicking through menus

A walk to the bar and theres as much screw-top champagne as we can drink

Were so easy

Taking turns having our photos taken

Sitting in front of smoked windows

Decanters of cheap whiskey in our hands

Drive into manhattan on a date with a starlet whos just talent

Thats what people pay the money to see

Who are we to argue?

Five hours now its been going on

And still were watching all of it

Can you really believe all this?

Can he really lie in bed at night and marvel at his own genius?

When do you lose the ability to step back

And get a sense of your own ridiculousness?

Theyre only songs

Midnight, and its all over

Now it can really make us laugh

Were standing on our heads drinking sours of crystel schnapps

Now were unable to step back or step forward

Swallowing a swallow

Tasting it again, its not so unpleasant

Perhaps its an acquired taste

The first time, it makes you sick

Then, bit by bit, it becomes delicious

Showbiz people

Always there to be interested in what you say

We are artists; we are sensitive and important

We nod our heads earnestly

Already half-way down the champagne

On our way to leaving the place dry

A $2,000 bar bill

Showbiz picks up the tab

And were on our way laughing

Laughing at what?

Los angeles, eight days in

And our sense of ironys running pretty thin

All the friends weve made

Piano interlude not transcribed this time, sorry...just improvise

Its 2 am, its closing time at the dresden

Marty and layton play one last sleepy "strangers in the night"

And the last of the martinis dribble down our chins

Were sitting, chasing the conservation around the table

Jesus, how long have I been in this state?

The limousines still waiting outside

Anything you want to do?

Anywhere you want to go?

Were on our way to the airport and a plane to vegas

So many nights lying in bed shaking

Dreaming of pushing my daughter around the supermarket

The joy of seeing all those colours and shapes reflect in her wide eyes

My head leaning on the window

And were driving through the empty l.a. streets

And everything seems silent and beautiful

A guys face hits the floor

Police revolvers glistening in the streetlight

Onto melrose and lurching through a sea of halloweeen transvestites

The flights cancelled, but it doesnt matter

We turn this corner to a way that takes us wherever

Up to sunset

We creep up the drive to the shattuck

The suite belushi died in

Or the one morrison hung out the window

Oh, Ill go for jims

I would fancy a hotel window-hanging, myself, tonight, man

Straight over to the mini-bar

Open the champagne -- one sip and its left to wake up to

Anyone hungry?

A team of uniformed waiters lay out an elaborate table for all us to ignore

Oh, the irony

How were used to living

Back in london on a cold friday night

Do you want another drink?

Well, I could try

Perhaps we could make it to the atlantic

600 yeards, twenty minutes later

Were pushing through the waiting crowd, all fish eyes

An exclusive door policy

Exclusively for arseholes

And tonight? well, a nod of our heads, and were inside

Falling down the red, velvety stairs

Limbs flaying, hands searching for something to steady

Pick ourselves up, nothing broken

Just aches in the morning

No one seems to notice

I find a table, champagne arrives

Ive been so drunk, I sit and look at you

We try and talk for the first time in a long time

Drunken confession

You shiver, it made you feel sick

We use the rent money to pay the bill

Bumping shoulders, we stumble out into soho

Slipping over the sleeping bags

Shouting for taxis

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When do you lose the ability to step back And get a sense of your own ridiculousness? Theyre only songs Midnight, and its all over Now it can really make us laugh Were standing on our heads drinking sours of crystel schnapps Now were unable to step back or step forward Swallowing a swallow Tasting it again, its not so unpleasant Perhaps its an acquired taste The first time, it makes you sick Then, bit by bit, it becomes delicious Showbiz people Always there to be interested in what you say We are artists; we are sensitive and important We nod our heads earnestly Already half-way down the champagne On our way to leaving the place dry A $2,000 bar bill Showbiz picks up the tab And were on our way laughing Laughing at what? Los angeles, eight days in And our sense of ironys running pretty thin All the friends weve made Piano interlude not transcribed this time, sorry...just improvise Its 2 am, its closing time at the dresden Marty and layton play one last sleepy "strangers in the night" And the last of the martinis dribble down our chins Were sitting, chasing the conservation around the table Jesus, how long have I been in this state? The limousines still waiting outside Anything you want to do? Anywhere you want to go? Were on our way to the airport and a plane to vegas So many nights lying in bed shaking Dreaming of pushing my daughter around the supermarket The joy of seeing all those colours and shapes reflect in her wide eyes My head leaning on the window And were driving through the empty l.a. streets And everything seems silent and beautiful A guys face hits the floor Police revolvers glistening in the streetlight Onto melrose and lurching through a sea of halloweeen transvestites The flights cancelled, but it doesnt matter We turn this corner to a way that takes us wherever Up to sunset We creep up the drive to the shattuck The suite belushi died in Or the one morrison hung out the window Oh, Ill go for jims I would fancy a hotel window-hanging, myself, tonight, man Straight over to the mini-bar Open the champagne -- one sip and its left to wake up to Anyone hungry? A team of uniformed waiters lay out an elaborate table for all us to ignore Oh, the irony How were used to living Back in london on a cold friday night Do you want another drink? Well, I could try Perhaps we could make it to the atlantic 600 yeards, twenty minutes later Were pushing through the waiting crowd, all fish eyes An exclusive door policy Exclusively for arseholes And tonight? well, a nod of our heads, and were inside Falling down the red, velvety stairs Limbs flaying, hands searching for something to steady Pick ourselves up, nothing broken Just aches in the morning No one seems to notice I find a table, champagne arrives Ive been so drunk, I sit and look at you We try and talk for the first time in a long time Drunken confession You shiver, it made you feel sick We use the rent money to pay the bill Bumping shoulders, we stumble out into soho Slipping over the sleeping bags Shouting for taxis Нравится песня? 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