Текст песни Nj Coup De Grace

In this town, man, you don't kill time

In this town, time commits suicide

So we watch it die and we toast to the clock

As if the second hand is sending you off

And we talk for hours

About love gone sour

And childhoods

We'll never have again

From the petty shit to the politics

And the great debate:

Blue or Pinkerton

But one day

You called to say

You packed up and made your escape

From this town

To higher ground

But tell me what is up there anyway?

Eyeliner and jet black hair

Packed interstates and dirty air

Come back home, yeah - we miss you, man

Get out of New Jersey while you still can

In this town, man, you don't kill time

In this town, time commits suicide

So we watch it die and we toast to the clock

As if the second hand is sending you off

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I tell you lines I wrote

You tell me which songs I write

That you don't like

And now our vision is slurred

And our speech is blurred

And neither of us will admit

We've had too much to think tonight

But one day

You called to say

You packed up and made your escape

From this town

To higher ground

But tell me what is up there anyway?

Eyeliner and jet black hair

Packed interstates and dirty air

So, come back home, yeah - we miss you, man

Get out of New Jersey while you still can

Fighting the man next to a congressman

Embracing hypocrisy the best way you can

I'm sorry, but it's hard to give a damn

When all I see is

Eyeliner and jet black hair

Packed interstates and dirty air

So, come back home, yeah - we miss you, man

Get out of New Jersey while you still can