Tim Barry

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Tim Barry - Текст песни Idle Idylist

Every time I stop and think

I'm hit with everything

That I was taught about right and wrong

And what to get used to.

They're cheating in the seats of SUVs,

In the shade of the trees,

Down my street, behind the backs of husbands, wives and bosses.

And I'm sitting here with my dog, six beers and my guitar

On this porch of wood making them my business.

They say the economy is in a slump

And folks like them, they're giving up

They jump from planes, in front of trains, and some from bridges.

That's alright, that ain't my life.

I cough all morning and I smoke all night.

That's alright, that ain't my life.

I pay $200 rent and I work when I like.

Woah woah, where did we go wrong?

Woah woah, have I been sitting out too long?

No cash in my hands means I'm nothing to you.

But I won't sell myself.

I've got this friend close to me

She called from NYC

Said she's got stock options, salary and full benefits.

She works the 22nd floor

In a cubicle built for her

She answers phones and talks a bunch about investments.
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Well she's finally in love

She met some guy from Texas

She says he's the one but she has yet to meet him.

They talk now everyday, online to communicate.

I said fuck that job, fuck that new beau, yeah fuck that pension.

Cause that ain't right, that ain't no life.

You work a 60 hour week to see one hour of sunlight.

That ain't right, no that ain't no life.

That guy, when you finally meet in the end, you won't even like.

Woah woah, where did we go wrong?

Woah woah, have I been sitting out too long?

No cash in my hands means I'm nothing to you.,

But I won't sell myself.

Every time I stop and think

I'm hit with everything

That I was taught about right and wrong

And what to get used to.

I let the greedy deal with greed.

I ain't got nothing but myself

And I ain't selling that for no one else.

I won't surround my emptiness with greed

Or shit I don't even need

In don't ask don't tell relationships based on infidelity.

I know it ain't right, it ain't much of a life.

But I let tomorrow be tomorrow

And let tonight be tonight.

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Тексты песен альбома "Laurel St. Demo 2005"

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