Some Bartenders Have The Gift Of Pardon (2006 Remastered Version) 歌词

歌曲	Some Bartenders Have The Gift Of Pardon (2006 Remastered Version)
歌手	Mark Eitzel
专辑	60 Watt Silver Lining
下载	Image LRC TXT

	作词 :
	Spec's almost drowned off the coast of California
	And started this museum
	To help the shipwrecked remember
	They grow quiet
	The sea grows colder
	Drinking the night away
	Burn bridges grow older
	Kent worked at Spec's since 1970
	Right after Haight Street finally choked on its own vomit
	An impartial smile made him a gentleman
	Some bartenders have the gift of pardon
	A bar has a longer history than a country
	What keeps the moon chained
	Are ridiculous acts of faith
	And after a couple of drinks
	Visionary eyes all burn
	The drunks seem saint-like
	In their disillusion
	Kent always knew the serious nature of a smile
	Knew the serious nature of the job he was given
	Never told himself there's only so much a man could take on
	Some bartenders have the gift of pardon
	With the same old tape wearing out in the background
	Billie Holiday “Solitude”
	Or some sad old Irish folk songs
	You're not promised the moon
	Or lied to by its distractions
	You enter the world alone
	And that's the first and the last thing
	It seems one night he was having a hard time falling asleep
	And found himself in an accidental shipwreck
	Dreaming he's still at the bar counting sheep
	The cold ocean threw its chains around his neck
	Never have to worry about counterfeits at 2 a.m.
	'Cause that's all there is
	'Cause that's all there is
	Just some old poets drinking
	The last nightmare in
	And the comfort of the dark
	And being forgotten
	Some bartenders have the gift of pardon
	Some bartenders have the gift of pardon

	zuo ci :
	Spec' s almost drowned off the coast of California
	And started this museum
	To help the shipwrecked remember
	They grow quiet
	The sea grows colder
	Drinking the night away
	Burn bridges grow older
	Kent worked at Spec' s since 1970
	Right after Haight Street finally choked on its own vomit
	An impartial smile made him a gentleman
	Some bartenders have the gift of pardon
	A bar has a longer history than a country
	What keeps the moon chained
	Are ridiculous acts of faith
	And after a couple of drinks
	Visionary eyes all burn
	The drunks seem saintlike
	In their disillusion
	Kent always knew the serious nature of a smile
	Knew the serious nature of the job he was given
	Never told himself there' s only so much a man could take on
	Some bartenders have the gift of pardon
	With the same old tape wearing out in the background
	Billie Holiday " Solitude"
	Or some sad old Irish folk songs
	You' re not promised the moon
	Or lied to by its distractions
	You enter the world alone
	And that' s the first and the last thing
	It seems one night he was having a hard time falling asleep
	And found himself in an accidental shipwreck
	Dreaming he' s still at the bar counting sheep
	The cold ocean threw its chains around his neck
	Never have to worry about counterfeits at 2 a. m.
	' Cause that' s all there is
	' Cause that' s all there is
	Just some old poets drinking
	The last nightmare in
	And the comfort of the dark
	And being forgotten
	Some bartenders have the gift of pardon
	Some bartenders have the gift of pardon

	zuò cí :
	Spec' s almost drowned off the coast of California
	And started this museum
	To help the shipwrecked remember
	They grow quiet
	The sea grows colder
	Drinking the night away
	Burn bridges grow older
	Kent worked at Spec' s since 1970
	Right after Haight Street finally choked on its own vomit
	An impartial smile made him a gentleman
	Some bartenders have the gift of pardon
	A bar has a longer history than a country
	What keeps the moon chained
	Are ridiculous acts of faith
	And after a couple of drinks
	Visionary eyes all burn
	The drunks seem saintlike
	In their disillusion
	Kent always knew the serious nature of a smile
	Knew the serious nature of the job he was given
	Never told himself there' s only so much a man could take on
	Some bartenders have the gift of pardon
	With the same old tape wearing out in the background
	Billie Holiday " Solitude"
	Or some sad old Irish folk songs
	You' re not promised the moon
	Or lied to by its distractions
	You enter the world alone
	And that' s the first and the last thing
	It seems one night he was having a hard time falling asleep
	And found himself in an accidental shipwreck
	Dreaming he' s still at the bar counting sheep
	The cold ocean threw its chains around his neck
	Never have to worry about counterfeits at 2 a. m.
	' Cause that' s all there is
	' Cause that' s all there is
	Just some old poets drinking
	The last nightmare in
	And the comfort of the dark
	And being forgotten
	Some bartenders have the gift of pardon
	Some bartenders have the gift of pardon

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