歌曲 | Matters Of Blood And Connection |
歌手 | Dashboard Confessional |
专辑 | The Shade Of Poison Trees |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Carrabba | |
Why do you speak with that accent now? | |
Everyone knows you're not from the streets | |
You went to prep school in | |
CambridgeWith daughters and sons of the privileged elite | |
The fortunes from shipping and industry | |
The futures in yacht clubs and tales | |
So why do you speak with that accent now? | |
Everyone knows your moonlighting here | |
To avail yourself of your heritage | |
For a season or two in the sun | |
Draw wealth from the funds in the trust | |
Thanks to the fathers of fortunate sons | |
For us it's a matter of charging the gates | |
For you it's a matter of blood and connections | |
Of blood and connections | |
So who do you fool with that costume now? | |
Everyone knows you're not who you seem | |
You've got a hard way about you | |
For someone who's passage is already paid | |
By the sins and the schemes of your father | |
And the infinite reach of his arm | |
Draw wealth from the funds in the trust | |
Thanks to the fathers of fortunate sons | |
For us it's a matter of charging the gates | |
For you it's a matter of blood | |
Drink well from your bottomless cup | |
And bask in your good fortune | |
For us it's a matter of charging the gates | |
For you it's a matter of blood and connections | |
So where will you be when you tire of the fun? | |
The escape, the charade and your time in the sun | |
I know everyone does their own reinvention | |
But yours has a taste that's hard to swallow | |
And what will you tell of your tenure with us? | |
Will you build yourself up, like the size of your hunt? | |
If they're anything like what you've been telling us | |
Those stories will make true believers | |
Of the chumps and the fools | |
So why do you speak with that accent now? | |
Everyone knows you're not from the streets |
zuo qu : Carrabba | |
Why do you speak with that accent now? | |
Everyone knows you' re not from the streets | |
You went to prep school in | |
CambridgeWith daughters and sons of the privileged elite | |
The fortunes from shipping and industry | |
The futures in yacht clubs and tales | |
So why do you speak with that accent now? | |
Everyone knows your moonlighting here | |
To avail yourself of your heritage | |
For a season or two in the sun | |
Draw wealth from the funds in the trust | |
Thanks to the fathers of fortunate sons | |
For us it' s a matter of charging the gates | |
For you it' s a matter of blood and connections | |
Of blood and connections | |
So who do you fool with that costume now? | |
Everyone knows you' re not who you seem | |
You' ve got a hard way about you | |
For someone who' s passage is already paid | |
By the sins and the schemes of your father | |
And the infinite reach of his arm | |
Draw wealth from the funds in the trust | |
Thanks to the fathers of fortunate sons | |
For us it' s a matter of charging the gates | |
For you it' s a matter of blood | |
Drink well from your bottomless cup | |
And bask in your good fortune | |
For us it' s a matter of charging the gates | |
For you it' s a matter of blood and connections | |
So where will you be when you tire of the fun? | |
The escape, the charade and your time in the sun | |
I know everyone does their own reinvention | |
But yours has a taste that' s hard to swallow | |
And what will you tell of your tenure with us? | |
Will you build yourself up, like the size of your hunt? | |
If they' re anything like what you' ve been telling us | |
Those stories will make true believers | |
Of the chumps and the fools | |
So why do you speak with that accent now? | |
Everyone knows you' re not from the streets |
zuò qǔ : Carrabba | |
Why do you speak with that accent now? | |
Everyone knows you' re not from the streets | |
You went to prep school in | |
CambridgeWith daughters and sons of the privileged elite | |
The fortunes from shipping and industry | |
The futures in yacht clubs and tales | |
So why do you speak with that accent now? | |
Everyone knows your moonlighting here | |
To avail yourself of your heritage | |
For a season or two in the sun | |
Draw wealth from the funds in the trust | |
Thanks to the fathers of fortunate sons | |
For us it' s a matter of charging the gates | |
For you it' s a matter of blood and connections | |
Of blood and connections | |
So who do you fool with that costume now? | |
Everyone knows you' re not who you seem | |
You' ve got a hard way about you | |
For someone who' s passage is already paid | |
By the sins and the schemes of your father | |
And the infinite reach of his arm | |
Draw wealth from the funds in the trust | |
Thanks to the fathers of fortunate sons | |
For us it' s a matter of charging the gates | |
For you it' s a matter of blood | |
Drink well from your bottomless cup | |
And bask in your good fortune | |
For us it' s a matter of charging the gates | |
For you it' s a matter of blood and connections | |
So where will you be when you tire of the fun? | |
The escape, the charade and your time in the sun | |
I know everyone does their own reinvention | |
But yours has a taste that' s hard to swallow | |
And what will you tell of your tenure with us? | |
Will you build yourself up, like the size of your hunt? | |
If they' re anything like what you' ve been telling us | |
Those stories will make true believers | |
Of the chumps and the fools | |
So why do you speak with that accent now? | |
Everyone knows you' re not from the streets |