Текст песни Shoot The Poets

Cut off your nose to spite your friends

Breathing holes that will never end, oh

Speak all you want or just pretend

Because she thinks she is a different class

So she sits all day by the looking glass, oh

It doesn't talk, it doesn't last

But it's not what I've heard you know

A picture speaks a thousand words

But baby don't feel down

I left my heart in a provincial town, yeah

You sold your soul for magic beans

Don't believe all you read on computer screens

These things they mean nothing to me

Ripped and stains came off the track
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You go there once and you don't come back, oh

Good that's what I say

But it's not what I've heard you know it

Cut your losses, shoot the poets

And one day you'll come down

To find yourself in a provincial town

But it's not what I've heard you know

A picture speaks a thousand words

But baby don't feel down

I left my heart in a provincial town, yeah

But it's not what I've heard you know it

Cut your losses, shoot the poets

And one day you'll come down

Oh, to find yourself in a provincial town