Текст песни Ben Kweller - Family Tree
Ben Kweller - Family Tree слова песни
Bop bop.
Care about the moonlight
and holding you tight
and asking my questions.
Everyone loves a situation.
Long walks on the beach.
The press will impeach.
Lately I`m finding
I am the book and you are the binding.
I guess they`ll read everything about you.
Though the press might shoot me down I`m still true.
I sell my book for free. That`s what you do to me.
Oh, you are my family tree.
Be good to me
Take care of me.
Bop bop.
There`s hotels in the sea,
Trash in the sky.,
The net-dustry`s growing.
Stick to love songs kid, that`s all you`re knowing.
They push you away
or tie you up.
It don`t really matter.
But if your head is up you won`t get much sadder.
But who am I to preach a word or two
when I can`t lift my own head without you?
If my mental state kept you from coming around
I hope the world would shoot me down for losing you.
A broken branch I`d be if you weren`t grown to me.
Oh, you are my family tree.
Be good to me.
Be good to me.
Be good to me.
Take care of me.
Bop bop.