Harness Your Hopes

  • 專輯:Brighten the Corners: Nicene Creedence Ed.
  • 發行:2008-12-09
  • 演唱:Pavement
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作詞:Stephen Joseph Malkmus
Harness your hopes
Harness your hopes
On just one person
Because you know a harness
Was only made for one
Don't telegraph your passes
You'll end up with molasses
Cauterized in syrup
And syrup and molasses
And I'm checking out the asses
The assets that attract us
To anything that moves
We're deep inside the grooves
And it's time to shake the rations
'Cause someone's gonna cash in
The plot it turns again
The reference starts at ten
Well, show me
A word that rhymes with pavement
And I won't kill your parents
And roast them on a spit
And a-don't you try to etch it
Or permanently sketch it
Or your gonna catch a bad, bad cold
And the freaks have stormed the white house
I moved into a lighthouse
It's on a scenic quay
It's, oh, so far away
Far away from the beginning
The shroud is made of linen
The yearling took the purse
The goth kid has a hearse
Heart breaking
Earth quaking
Kiwis they are home baking
Minds wide open truly
Leisure
A leisure suit is nothing
It's nothing to be proud of
In this late century
And I'm asking you to hold me
Just like the morning paper
Pinched between your pointer
Your index and your thumb
It's a semi-automatic
Believers are ecstatic
You see the way they cling
The cold metallic sting
And I'm living in a coma
For Donna de Varona
The harness made of hopes
The lovers on the ropes
Nun is to church
As the parrot is to perch
And my heart's
Wide open Truly


      • 專輯:Brighten the Corners: Nicene Creedence Ed.
      • 發行:2008-12-09
      • 演唱:Pavement
      字型

      作詞:Stephen Joseph Malkmus
      Harness your hopes
      Harness your hopes
      On just one person
      Because you know a harness
      Was only made for one
      Don't telegraph your passes
      You'll end up with molasses
      Cauterized in syrup
      And syrup and molasses
      And I'm checking out the asses
      The assets that attract us
      To anything that moves
      We're deep inside the grooves
      And it's time to shake the rations
      'Cause someone's gonna cash in
      The plot it turns again
      The reference starts at ten
      Well, show me
      A word that rhymes with pavement
      And I won't kill your parents
      And roast them on a spit
      And a-don't you try to etch it
      Or permanently sketch it
      Or your gonna catch a bad, bad cold
      And the freaks have stormed the white house
      I moved into a lighthouse
      It's on a scenic quay
      It's, oh, so far away
      Far away from the beginning
      The shroud is made of linen
      The yearling took the purse
      The goth kid has a hearse
      Heart breaking
      Earth quaking
      Kiwis they are home baking
      Minds wide open truly
      Leisure
      A leisure suit is nothing
      It's nothing to be proud of
      In this late century
      And I'm asking you to hold me
      Just like the morning paper
      Pinched between your pointer
      Your index and your thumb
      It's a semi-automatic
      Believers are ecstatic
      You see the way they cling
      The cold metallic sting
      And I'm living in a coma
      For Donna de Varona
      The harness made of hopes
      The lovers on the ropes
      Nun is to church
      As the parrot is to perch
      And my heart's
      Wide open Truly

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