歌曲 | Prangin' Out |
歌手 | The Streets |
专辑 | The Hardest Way to Make an Easy Living |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Mike Skinner/Pete Doherty | |
作曲 : Mike Skinner/Pete Doherty | |
I get back from touring | |
Suddenly it doesn't seem like much fun to be off my face | |
At a quarter to eleven am | |
You're prangin' out | |
I see through you | |
I feel awful | |
This voice's talkin' to me | |
This ain't funny | |
??? my house for four ****ing weeks | |
I see through you | |
I'm about to do something stupid | |
I dare say why my manager got lary and smacked me | |
These headaches are gettin' unbearably nasty | |
Staring at the crackwork, lookin' scary with me brandy | |
The rock 'n roll cliche walked in and then smacked me | |
Carelessly rackin' out prangs just to handle the fear | |
I do a line but then panic and feel a bit prang'd | |
So I glug Marlon from the bottle to ease of the panic | |
Then when it starts wearing off, I just feel a bit sad | |
Snort more tour support, and then have a drink | |
The bruise on the side of my head is madly banging | |
The only reason I started this was the deal me a laughin' | |
The only reason I started this was the deal me a laughin' | |
You're prangin' out | |
I see through you | |
These voices talkin' to me | |
This ain't funny | |
I see through you | |
I'm about to do something stupid | |
The girl in my bed is kinda distant right now, | |
I know shes thinkin' shes a bit frightened somehow, | |
I don't think she realized what I'd invited her back to my house | |
I don't want anyone to see me like this right now | |
I sorts thoughts rollin' back in my eyes | |
I've been a poor sports thoughts dance in my mind | |
A banging headache dancin' prang'd by their side | |
Dancin' with the pictures from the past of my life | |
I don't remember any of what I just thought at all | |
The conclusion prior to when I forgot it all | |
Panicing a bit, gettin' frightened 'n **** all | |
So nursing my bruise I drink right from the bottle | |
I don't want anyone I know to see my like this | |
My fibs and single became lies and lists | |
She's gonna sell-tell no doubt **** it | |
I'm not going to start drinkin', no, I can't for now | |
You're prangin' out | |
I see through you | |
These voices talkin' to me | |
This ain't funny | |
I see through you | |
I'm about to do something stupid | |
My laptop must have slipped down and gone to sleep | |
Before the prangers pain must've dawned on me | |
Stupid idiot! | |
Around the time I was skethchin' tryin' to con some sleep | |
And the new day on me was nearly dawning in here | |
I must have flaked while I puttied | |
Way to loads more | |
'Cuz I'd staked on bookings | |
Waited to tell the score | |
Why do I break my rules not to wager any more | |
I flaked on the bookings and majorly totaled on the score | |
I've got a simple problem | |
But my minds spinning out | |
I remembered the website between the wine and the stout | |
The rush of fear made me forget how ****ed I'd been | |
This time I'm drying my eyes and a ****in' nose bleed | |
Turnin' the phone off when my promo bloke phones me | |
Evaded for it got nasty when my manager when he only beat me | |
I threw his wallet out the window as it had grown heated | |
He said 'sort your life out' as he punched me onto my feet | |
You're prangin' out | |
I see through you | |
These voices talkin' to me | |
This ain't funny | |
I see through you | |
I'm about to do something stupid | |
You're prangin' out | |
I see through you | |
These voices talkin' to me | |
This ain't funny | |
I see through you | |
I'm about to do something stupid | |
Right now logic states I need to be not contemplating suicide | |
'Cause rational thought it would seem that I need not to be doing stuff | |
That makes death seem like an easier option | |
I need a totally Trojan plan right now | |
I see through you |
zuo ci : Mike Skinner Pete Doherty | |
zuo qu : Mike Skinner Pete Doherty | |
I get back from touring | |
Suddenly it doesn' t seem like much fun to be off my face | |
At a quarter to eleven am | |
You' re prangin' out | |
I see through you | |
I feel awful | |
This voice' s talkin' to me | |
This ain' t funny | |
??? my house for four ing weeks | |
I see through you | |
I' m about to do something stupid | |
I dare say why my manager got lary and smacked me | |
These headaches are gettin' unbearably nasty | |
Staring at the crackwork, lookin' scary with me brandy | |
The rock ' n roll cliche walked in and then smacked me | |
Carelessly rackin' out prangs just to handle the fear | |
I do a line but then panic and feel a bit prang' d | |
So I glug Marlon from the bottle to ease of the panic | |
Then when it starts wearing off, I just feel a bit sad | |
Snort more tour support, and then have a drink | |
The bruise on the side of my head is madly banging | |
The only reason I started this was the deal me a laughin' | |
The only reason I started this was the deal me a laughin' | |
You' re prangin' out | |
I see through you | |
These voices talkin' to me | |
This ain' t funny | |
I see through you | |
I' m about to do something stupid | |
The girl in my bed is kinda distant right now, | |
I know shes thinkin' shes a bit frightened somehow, | |
I don' t think she realized what I' d invited her back to my house | |
I don' t want anyone to see me like this right now | |
I sorts thoughts rollin' back in my eyes | |
I' ve been a poor sports thoughts dance in my mind | |
A banging headache dancin' prang' d by their side | |
Dancin' with the pictures from the past of my life | |
I don' t remember any of what I just thought at all | |
The conclusion prior to when I forgot it all | |
Panicing a bit, gettin' frightened ' n all | |
So nursing my bruise I drink right from the bottle | |
I don' t want anyone I know to see my like this | |
My fibs and single became lies and lists | |
She' s gonna selltell no doubt it | |
I' m not going to start drinkin', no, I can' t for now | |
You' re prangin' out | |
I see through you | |
These voices talkin' to me | |
This ain' t funny | |
I see through you | |
I' m about to do something stupid | |
My laptop must have slipped down and gone to sleep | |
Before the prangers pain must' ve dawned on me | |
Stupid idiot! | |
Around the time I was skethchin' tryin' to con some sleep | |
And the new day on me was nearly dawning in here | |
I must have flaked while I puttied | |
Way to loads more | |
' Cuz I' d staked on bookings | |
Waited to tell the score | |
Why do I break my rules not to wager any more | |
I flaked on the bookings and majorly totaled on the score | |
I' ve got a simple problem | |
But my minds spinning out | |
I remembered the website between the wine and the stout | |
The rush of fear made me forget how ed I' d been | |
This time I' m drying my eyes and a in' nose bleed | |
Turnin' the phone off when my promo bloke phones me | |
Evaded for it got nasty when my manager when he only beat me | |
I threw his wallet out the window as it had grown heated | |
He said ' sort your life out' as he punched me onto my feet | |
You' re prangin' out | |
I see through you | |
These voices talkin' to me | |
This ain' t funny | |
I see through you | |
I' m about to do something stupid | |
You' re prangin' out | |
I see through you | |
These voices talkin' to me | |
This ain' t funny | |
I see through you | |
I' m about to do something stupid | |
Right now logic states I need to be not contemplating suicide | |
' Cause rational thought it would seem that I need not to be doing stuff | |
That makes death seem like an easier option | |
I need a totally Trojan plan right now | |
I see through you |
zuò cí : Mike Skinner Pete Doherty | |
zuò qǔ : Mike Skinner Pete Doherty | |
I get back from touring | |
Suddenly it doesn' t seem like much fun to be off my face | |
At a quarter to eleven am | |
You' re prangin' out | |
I see through you | |
I feel awful | |
This voice' s talkin' to me | |
This ain' t funny | |
??? my house for four ing weeks | |
I see through you | |
I' m about to do something stupid | |
I dare say why my manager got lary and smacked me | |
These headaches are gettin' unbearably nasty | |
Staring at the crackwork, lookin' scary with me brandy | |
The rock ' n roll cliche walked in and then smacked me | |
Carelessly rackin' out prangs just to handle the fear | |
I do a line but then panic and feel a bit prang' d | |
So I glug Marlon from the bottle to ease of the panic | |
Then when it starts wearing off, I just feel a bit sad | |
Snort more tour support, and then have a drink | |
The bruise on the side of my head is madly banging | |
The only reason I started this was the deal me a laughin' | |
The only reason I started this was the deal me a laughin' | |
You' re prangin' out | |
I see through you | |
These voices talkin' to me | |
This ain' t funny | |
I see through you | |
I' m about to do something stupid | |
The girl in my bed is kinda distant right now, | |
I know shes thinkin' shes a bit frightened somehow, | |
I don' t think she realized what I' d invited her back to my house | |
I don' t want anyone to see me like this right now | |
I sorts thoughts rollin' back in my eyes | |
I' ve been a poor sports thoughts dance in my mind | |
A banging headache dancin' prang' d by their side | |
Dancin' with the pictures from the past of my life | |
I don' t remember any of what I just thought at all | |
The conclusion prior to when I forgot it all | |
Panicing a bit, gettin' frightened ' n all | |
So nursing my bruise I drink right from the bottle | |
I don' t want anyone I know to see my like this | |
My fibs and single became lies and lists | |
She' s gonna selltell no doubt it | |
I' m not going to start drinkin', no, I can' t for now | |
You' re prangin' out | |
I see through you | |
These voices talkin' to me | |
This ain' t funny | |
I see through you | |
I' m about to do something stupid | |
My laptop must have slipped down and gone to sleep | |
Before the prangers pain must' ve dawned on me | |
Stupid idiot! | |
Around the time I was skethchin' tryin' to con some sleep | |
And the new day on me was nearly dawning in here | |
I must have flaked while I puttied | |
Way to loads more | |
' Cuz I' d staked on bookings | |
Waited to tell the score | |
Why do I break my rules not to wager any more | |
I flaked on the bookings and majorly totaled on the score | |
I' ve got a simple problem | |
But my minds spinning out | |
I remembered the website between the wine and the stout | |
The rush of fear made me forget how ed I' d been | |
This time I' m drying my eyes and a in' nose bleed | |
Turnin' the phone off when my promo bloke phones me | |
Evaded for it got nasty when my manager when he only beat me | |
I threw his wallet out the window as it had grown heated | |
He said ' sort your life out' as he punched me onto my feet | |
You' re prangin' out | |
I see through you | |
These voices talkin' to me | |
This ain' t funny | |
I see through you | |
I' m about to do something stupid | |
You' re prangin' out | |
I see through you | |
These voices talkin' to me | |
This ain' t funny | |
I see through you | |
I' m about to do something stupid | |
Right now logic states I need to be not contemplating suicide | |
' Cause rational thought it would seem that I need not to be doing stuff | |
That makes death seem like an easier option | |
I need a totally Trojan plan right now | |
I see through you |