Текст песни Metric - White Gold
Metric - White Gold слова песни
This poor, ride in her sun bathing fireside,We`re here for the porn of the sirloin,Get your T-bone, Let your backbone slide,Tunnel and sly collide,Lose friends to the air waves and the air loins.I wanna make it right, Some future in my eyes, *bright*Hush don`t explain, When you water down my name,I`ll be up too late,Call me when you get,Better at your game,You haven`t beat me yet.The waitress,The actress,Got the skin and the bones,With the hairbrush and an air brush, She`d be white gold.She asked the bisbor "Why you lookin` for that,Party in the sky, It`s just a movie bout a movie to all to die."But I`m gonna make it rightFuture in my eyes, *bright*Hush, don`t explain, When you water down my name,I`ll be up too late,Call me when you get,Better at your game,You haven`t beat me yet,Though my vision is strainin`I`m gonna make it rightSome future in my eyes, *bright*Hush, don`t explain, When you water down my name,I`ll be up too late,Call me when you get,Better at your game,You haven`t beat me yet.