Текст песни Elliott Smith - Condor Ave
Elliott Smith - Condor Ave слова песни
she took the oldsmobile out past condor aveand she locked the car and slipped pastinto rythmic queitudelights burningvoice dry and hoarsei threw the screen door like a bastard back and forththe feel over each otheri fell onto my kneesthe sound of the car driving off made me feel diseaseda sick like you hear at the fairgroundnow i`m picking up to put away anything of yours that`s still aroundi don`t know what to do with your clothes or your lettersit`ll make a whisper out of youshe took the oldsmobile out past condor avethe fairground`s lita drunk man sits by the gate she`s driving throughgot his hat tipped bottle back in between his teethlooks like he`s buried in the sand at the beachi can`t think about you driving off to leave barely awaketo take a little nap while the road is straighti wish that car had never been discovered they took away the bottle and the hat he was underthat`s the one thing that he could never doand it`ll make a whisper out of youshe took the oldsmobile out past condor avecops were running around the scenelooking for some kind of cluethey ever get uptight when a moth gets crushedunless a light bulb really loved him very muchi`m lying downblowing smoke from my cigarette little whisper smoke signs you`ll never getyou`re in your oldsmobile driving past the moonheadlights burning bright ahead of youand someone`s burning out on condor avetrying to make a whisper out of youwhat a shitty thing to saydid you really mean it?you never said a word to me about what passed between usso now i`m leaving you aloneyou can do whatever the hell you want to