歌词
Everybody in the place
A seizure by the state
Reappropriated in the 80's and stars
Hockey on the TV screen
Who stole my magazine
Lonely men sleep-talking to women at bars, if
You see no evil, speak no evil, hear no evil and
Love no evil, then it's not your fault
No it's not
No it's not
No it's not
It's not your fault
And thank god
Thank god
Darling
We are sinners in the hands of an angry god
And it's just that simple
You can sneak through the fence if you want
And picture, for me, paintings
Spared by a looting mob
Messy and expressionist
All alone on an empty wall
And in my sleep
I choke in front of people It's been years
Since I've seen
It's true
The new guy plays piano
The new guy plays piano
Ruin me like summer at 16 with nothing to do
Where everything happened for some
Beautiful reason
Oh, and I know
It's a joke, dear, I'm just saying
It used to be
When you loved something you released it
And watched as it
Runs for the hills
Runs for the hills
Runs for the hills
Runs for the hills
Runs for the hills
Runs for the hills
Runs for the hills
Written by: Charlie Bergman, Nick Miller
