"Expensive Tastes" as written by and Matthew Maust Jonathan Russell....
How's it going to feel when summer ends?
Out of money, out of friends

I've seen enough
Of nothing news
The blacker stain on history
Or last laugh blues
Not gonna fight
Not gonna cry
Not gonna shop around for one flag to fly

Ive seen enough
Inventor's age
I've cover up my face
Brown beaten shame
I've got the itch
I feel the sting
Like fallen in to the deepest sleep
Telephone rings

How's it going to feel when summer ends?
Out of money, out of friends
How's it going to feel when summer ends?
Out of money, out of friends

I've seen enough
The angry mob
Yeah they were unison da-da-da
They can't be stopped
Sitting at home, making plans
Don't wanna be another silly set of, accident hands.

How's it going to feel when summer ends?
Out of money, out of friends
How's it going to feel when summer ends?
Out of money, out of friends


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"Expensive Tastes" as written by Matthew Cole Aveiro Jonathan Bo Russell

Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing

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  • +1
    General CommentI'm pretty sure it's "drink my weight in coffee" rather than "waiting coffee"
    xStickxCorexon November 24, 2007   Link
  • +1
    General CommentDefinitely my favorite Cold War Kids song.... It's surprising that it isn't more popular.
    Burn0neDownon December 03, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General CommentThis song is hard to understand at some bits and I can't figure out what they are either, but I did notice that it is actually "...in her class" and "Maybe pipe dreams, but come Easter". Trivial, but worthy of note if we are to give this song as much appriciation as it deserves. This is such a great song full of great imagery, I can perfectly see this woman in her own little world and can almost sympathize for her. Cold War Kids certainly made a home run with this song!
    revolutionman335on July 23, 2007   Link
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    General Commenti think it's "waiting like a creep outside cotillion. shy expression, shawl on her shoulders" and then "ruin an elegant girls reputation." also trivial, but thought i'd mention it. oh and, "mass lets out, rolling smokes for trades"

    i love this song. "i'd like to be there in the morning when you wake up.. maybe pipe dreams" definitely one of their best songs.. too bad they never play it live anymore.
    laura_anne_rockon August 14, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General Commentmore additions:
    after "meet your family, compliment cooking"
    "drink the beer that your uncle's a'brewing" - possibly?

    and after "politic party"
    "her aunt's taking away my car keys"

    such a pretty song...and yes, FULL of imagery...
    i love the one line: "i refuse to take that job/just because i'm poor don't mean i can't be a snob"
    jooceon August 28, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General CommentUm. "BROKE APART the piggy bank.."

    And, the stanza that no one can make out.. the second line says something about wearing a coat?
    mildetoon August 30, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General Comment"Waitin like a creep outside COTILLION."

    Cotillion = debutante, really.

    "Shy expression, SHAWL on her shoulders."

    Update these lyrics, thanks?
    :l
    This is my favourite Cold War Kids song and it annoys me to see the lyrics wrong.

    I love his voice when he sings,
    "Drink my waiting coffee at the penny arcade."
    :]
    mildetoon November 14, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General Commentviewmorepics.myspace.com/…

    that's the cold war kid's myspace, that picture has the right lyrics on it.
    and you're right StickCore, it is "weight in coffee".
    mildetoon January 12, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General CommentThis is how I think it goes,
    Still a bit fuzzy and makes me wish I could jump into this guys head and see what the lyrics really are.
    Strings attached
    Fake eyelashes
    Broke apart the piggy bank for petty cash
    Sensitive sister
    Blush and don’t stare
    Watch the children squabbling
    In the square
    Tip my hat
    Low windows
    Once I saw you naked there was nothing to show
    Piano place and out of tempo
    Of all the girls in her class she’s the most refined

    I’d like to be there in the morning
    When you wake up
    Might be pipe dreams
    But come Easter
    We could pack up

    I’d like to be there in the morning
    When you wake up
    Might be pipe dreams
    But come Easter
    We could pack up

    (Vocalizing in background)
    I’d like to show up
    At your doorstep
    Wearing a winter (Unintelligible)
    And meet your family,
    Couple of them are cooking
    Take the (something) that your uncle (something) is brewing

    I refuse to take that job
    Just because poor don’t mean I can’t be a snob
    Strawberry hair
    Fair freckled skin
    Waiting like a creep outside cotillion
    Shy expression
    Shawl on her shoulders
    Bought this house with money that your grandfather stole
    Much too young
    Save imagination
    Ruin an elegant girl’s reputation

    I’d like to be there in the morning
    When you wake up
    Might be pipe dreams
    But come Easter
    We could pack up

    (Vocalizing in background)

    Now when they ask me
    My occupation
    And they’re preying and working up my patience
    I’ve got no good friends
    But it’s a party
    And someone is taking away the car keys

    Mass let’s out, rolling smokes for trades
    Drink my weight in coffee at the penny arcade
    Rows of shoes
    Shows of Jewel breeds
    Mama’s dying her hair in the vanity
    Daddy’s much too tight
    Tries silver spoon for size
    Hotter than a needle through a camel’s eye
    Folks gather round
    The table from their place
    “Boy if that girl don’t have expensive tastes”

    Some are a bit different, some are the same.
    x_joinmeindeathon May 27, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General Commentthe end you have is wrong, it goes:

    Shelves of jewelry
    Mama’s dying her hair in the vanity
    Daddy’s watch too tight,
    Try silver spoon for size
    Harder than a needle through a camel’s eye
    Folks gather round
    The table, find their place
    xStickxCorexon September 14, 2008   Link

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