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 : Skinner | |
I get back from touring | |
And 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) | |
These voice's talkin' to me | |
This ain't even funny | |
(Irons been on in 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 prang just to handle the fear | |
I do a line but then panic and feel a bit prangy | |
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 aint even 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 relised what i'd invited her back to my house | |
I don't want anyone to see me like this right now | |
All sorts thoughts rollin' back in my eyes | |
I've been a poor sports thoughts dance in my mind | |
A banging headache dancin prang 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 of **** 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 in single became lies and lists | |
She's gonna sell tale 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 aint even 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 was to dawn 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 imputed | |
waging loads more | |
Cuz I'd staked on bookings | |
waging total score | |
Why do i break my rules not to wager any more | |
I flaked on the bookings and majorly totalled 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 | |
the day beforefor it got nasty with 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 aint even 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 aint even funny | |
I see through you | |
I'm about to do something stupid | |
Right now logic states I need to be not contemplating suicide | |
with 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 : Skinner | |
I get back from touring | |
And 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 | |
These voice' s talkin' to me | |
This ain' t even funny | |
Irons been on in 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 prang just to handle the fear | |
I do a line but then panic and feel a bit prangy | |
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 aint even 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 relised what i' d invited her back to my house | |
I don' t want anyone to see me like this right now | |
All sorts thoughts rollin' back in my eyes | |
I' ve been a poor sports thoughts dance in my mind | |
A banging headache dancin prang 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 of 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 in single became lies and lists | |
She' s gonna sell tale 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 aint even 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 was to dawn 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 imputed | |
waging loads more | |
Cuz I' d staked on bookings | |
waging total score | |
Why do i break my rules not to wager any more | |
I flaked on the bookings and majorly totalled 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 | |
the day beforefor it got nasty with 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 aint even 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 aint even funny | |
I see through you | |
I' m about to do something stupid | |
Right now logic states I need to be not contemplating suicide | |
with 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 : Skinner | |
I get back from touring | |
And 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 | |
These voice' s talkin' to me | |
This ain' t even funny | |
Irons been on in 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 prang just to handle the fear | |
I do a line but then panic and feel a bit prangy | |
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 aint even 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 relised what i' d invited her back to my house | |
I don' t want anyone to see me like this right now | |
All sorts thoughts rollin' back in my eyes | |
I' ve been a poor sports thoughts dance in my mind | |
A banging headache dancin prang 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 of 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 in single became lies and lists | |
She' s gonna sell tale 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 aint even 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 was to dawn 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 imputed | |
waging loads more | |
Cuz I' d staked on bookings | |
waging total score | |
Why do i break my rules not to wager any more | |
I flaked on the bookings and majorly totalled 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 | |
the day beforefor it got nasty with 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 aint even 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 aint even funny | |
I see through you | |
I' m about to do something stupid | |
Right now logic states I need to be not contemplating suicide | |
with 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... |