Текст песни You Am I - ...And Vandalism
You Am I - ...And Vandalism слова песни
I know this guyIf I`m the mayonnaise he`s the creamSome sit and wait for the rideWhile others become the sceneAnd he can see a Wednesday morningLike others see Friday nightIt`s all an open bookIt`s just how you vandaliseA double stitch on the shirttailWhile the rest of us split on the seamsHe talks about Art BlakeyAnd I pretend to know what he meansSo now it`s three gigs a nightWhile your girl digs up the UAEAnd burn up like a matchstickThe whole damn city can seeThe sun caught me hidingJust enough for someone to seeMy heart in my hands, the tracks of my glandsCracking through the grit in my teethSo when did you decideThat there`s only so much you can lose?The best choices comeJust when there`s nothing left to chooseSo you blow up letterboxes and chlorine bombs`Coz it`s a weekend blitz on the dicks who just can`t whistle the tuneYeah and yeah hit while I sit here on my handsMeasuring compliments with a spoonAnd I`m never too far awayI know this guyIf I`m the mayonnaise he`s the creamSome sit and wait for the rideWhile others become the sceneAnd he can see a Wednesday morningLike others see Friday nightIt`s all an open bookIt`s just how you vandalise