I don't like the words that the birds are singing. I hate their ugly voices and the messages they're bringing. But if everyone can start again and everyone can win then I'll re-arrange the place that I'm in. And I can't stick the way that they flap and flutter. They whisper I'm a cunt and they cackle and they mutter. But i'm sure I heard them reassure me everything ends as I walked away from all my fake friends. They've scrutinised the mistakes I've been making. Tthey know who I've fucked, they know what I've taken. They've seen me in the shower with shit down my legs. They've seen me searching a stranger's house for dregs. I used to think they loved me, but now I know it's pity and they know that they can always flee this fucking city. They even said they'd help me out and give me a head start and they know that these days my cock's as numb as my heart. New blood flows. Old faces go. I like the new ones better. I think I like these girls. Feels like I've travelled miles. Now I want to party all the time. Now I want to party all the time again.

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Fucking Little Bastards Lyrics as written by Malcolm Middleton Aidan Moffat

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    General Commentthis song is amazing, it's personal and it doesnt hold back. that's the best part about arab strap. anyway, i think this song is about losing meaning, or worth. especially how he brings up such scrutinizing subjects, like shit on his leg, and a numb cock. etc. sorta, giving up.
    pennywinterson July 15, 2006   Link

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