I love the last part of this song and I did my damndest to try and figure out as much of it as I could. any help would be appreciated.
The patron saints and children's place's singing nervous sleep (not sure about this line)
(humming?) straight notes now that all my rally friends have settled down
Fingertips and sand and pockets full of stolen beer
All I can come up with the same news is bad news, one leg town
cause all I have
one youth and a piece of rotten luck (not sure about this one either)
a whole life of evading my kisses and backwater dreams
I'm sneakin' my hands across your shoulder blades
and Won't you fall into my arms, and fall into the dunes and fall asleep?
while the city grinds its teeth we dream of our heroes
holding fast to boot straps beliefs and holding us nearer
With our eyes shut tight, anyone can be king
wearing projectors, steal concessions, let the picture begin
We dance and dance till we can't see we run till we fall
We hate this place but we can't leave, so where do we crawl?
mouse cornered by the cat's claws it's chewed through walls
you ever met such a son of a bitch you hated to love?
Facing the sun sends away from a soft shoe dreams and tap dance
Hangover headache, burst at the seems
return to the beach, arm in arm over an old flame
before the kids, the cats, the catch 22's, and the cocaine
I know this won't change, the strips malls insane
a fresh coat of paint and more fucking fast food chains
but it's okay, my feet are still fine
the sun still burning blurring lines between the sea and the sky
Leaving me blind to stagger from the sea to the street
the street to the streams that lead to the east and feed the machines that leave us is peace
Soon as they receive their load, sing a song of St. Johns
And sail alone around the rest of the globe
we sail alone do Knight Rider past your house
stealing signs, laughing loud, driving dragons, passing out
Private pageants, collapsing clowns, it's a version of laughing out
when you're down and out in the bold new city of the south
I love the last part of this song and I did my damndest to try and figure out as much of it as I could. any help would be appreciated.
The patron saints and children's place's singing nervous sleep (not sure about this line) (humming?) straight notes now that all my rally friends have settled down Fingertips and sand and pockets full of stolen beer All I can come up with the same news is bad news, one leg town
cause all I have one youth and a piece of rotten luck (not sure about this one either) a whole life of evading my kisses and backwater dreams I'm sneakin' my hands across your shoulder blades and Won't you fall into my arms, and fall into the dunes and fall asleep?
while the city grinds its teeth we dream of our heroes holding fast to boot straps beliefs and holding us nearer With our eyes shut tight, anyone can be king wearing projectors, steal concessions, let the picture begin
We dance and dance till we can't see we run till we fall We hate this place but we can't leave, so where do we crawl? mouse cornered by the cat's claws it's chewed through walls you ever met such a son of a bitch you hated to love?
Facing the sun sends away from a soft shoe dreams and tap dance Hangover headache, burst at the seems return to the beach, arm in arm over an old flame before the kids, the cats, the catch 22's, and the cocaine
I know this won't change, the strips malls insane a fresh coat of paint and more fucking fast food chains but it's okay, my feet are still fine the sun still burning blurring lines between the sea and the sky
Leaving me blind to stagger from the sea to the street the street to the streams that lead to the east and feed the machines that leave us is peace Soon as they receive their load, sing a song of St. Johns And sail alone around the rest of the globe
we sail alone do Knight Rider past your house stealing signs, laughing loud, driving dragons, passing out Private pageants, collapsing clowns, it's a version of laughing out when you're down and out in the bold new city of the south