歌曲 | Buffalo |
歌手 | Pinhead Gunpowder |
专辑 | Compulsive Disclosure |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Buffalo once roamed | |
The great expanse of our country | |
Now they stand in the sandbox | |
In the corner of the city | |
We had our picnics in the park | |
Watching the bison mope | |
Once a proud and noble beast | |
Now the butt of our bad jokes | |
You saw me off at the station | |
In your leopard print coat and hat | |
It was so a cliché we had to laugh | |
Waving at me as | |
I leftBut when the laughter made us sadder | |
Than the leaving could have had | |
In a flash | |
I criedOh, goodbye girl of mine | |
When it came time for me to go | |
The buffalo had the last laugh | |
Waiting at the gate they sneered | |
They strut and pranced | |
How did I know | |
I thoughA thing like that | |
A fling was only fleeting | |
An instant in the distant past | |
Meant to end not made to last | |
You saw me off at the station | |
In your leopard print coat and hat | |
It was so a cliché we had to laugh | |
Waving at me as | |
I leftBut when the laughter made us sadder | |
Than the leaving could have had | |
In a flash | |
I criedGoodbye girl, it was a time | |
What a time a time to remember | |
Something that good | |
Can't last forever | |
But now I wonder if | |
It might have after all | |
As the train pulled away, it hit me | |
What I really would be missing | |
As laughter could be | |
Leaving wa not as bitter or sweet |
Buffalo once roamed | |
The great expanse of our country | |
Now they stand in the sandbox | |
In the corner of the city | |
We had our picnics in the park | |
Watching the bison mope | |
Once a proud and noble beast | |
Now the butt of our bad jokes | |
You saw me off at the station | |
In your leopard print coat and hat | |
It was so a cliche we had to laugh | |
Waving at me as | |
I leftBut when the laughter made us sadder | |
Than the leaving could have had | |
In a flash | |
I criedOh, goodbye girl of mine | |
When it came time for me to go | |
The buffalo had the last laugh | |
Waiting at the gate they sneered | |
They strut and pranced | |
How did I know | |
I thoughA thing like that | |
A fling was only fleeting | |
An instant in the distant past | |
Meant to end not made to last | |
You saw me off at the station | |
In your leopard print coat and hat | |
It was so a cliche we had to laugh | |
Waving at me as | |
I leftBut when the laughter made us sadder | |
Than the leaving could have had | |
In a flash | |
I criedGoodbye girl, it was a time | |
What a time a time to remember | |
Something that good | |
Can' t last forever | |
But now I wonder if | |
It might have after all | |
As the train pulled away, it hit me | |
What I really would be missing | |
As laughter could be | |
Leaving wa not as bitter or sweet |
Buffalo once roamed | |
The great expanse of our country | |
Now they stand in the sandbox | |
In the corner of the city | |
We had our picnics in the park | |
Watching the bison mope | |
Once a proud and noble beast | |
Now the butt of our bad jokes | |
You saw me off at the station | |
In your leopard print coat and hat | |
It was so a cliché we had to laugh | |
Waving at me as | |
I leftBut when the laughter made us sadder | |
Than the leaving could have had | |
In a flash | |
I criedOh, goodbye girl of mine | |
When it came time for me to go | |
The buffalo had the last laugh | |
Waiting at the gate they sneered | |
They strut and pranced | |
How did I know | |
I thoughA thing like that | |
A fling was only fleeting | |
An instant in the distant past | |
Meant to end not made to last | |
You saw me off at the station | |
In your leopard print coat and hat | |
It was so a cliché we had to laugh | |
Waving at me as | |
I leftBut when the laughter made us sadder | |
Than the leaving could have had | |
In a flash | |
I criedGoodbye girl, it was a time | |
What a time a time to remember | |
Something that good | |
Can' t last forever | |
But now I wonder if | |
It might have after all | |
As the train pulled away, it hit me | |
What I really would be missing | |
As laughter could be | |
Leaving wa not as bitter or sweet |