Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Gotholympians , by - Andrew Bird. Song from the album We Are Olympians, in the genre ИндиRelease date: 17.07.2019
Record label: Wegawam
Song language: English
The Gotholympians |
| My pitiful sorrows have seen more tomorrows than yours |
| Yeah, my rain really pours |
| At least more than yours |
| In the depths of my sadness there’s a beautiful madness you see |
| It’s right here on my sleeve |
| Well, I really have to say it’s all just so romantic |
| And I see the others try and they just seem pedantic |
| 'Cause when it comes to misery |
| When it comes to misery |
| When it comes to misery |
| No one competes with me |
| My sweeping emotions can span the great oceans |
| From this fifty-foot wave |
| I just can’t be saved |
| No, don’t even try |
| Well, I’m the High Priestess of ennui and tristesse, you know |
| Well, have you seen my pet crow? |
| Sometimes he quotes Poe |
| Well, I really have to say it’s all just so romantic |
| And I’ve seen the others try and they just seem pedantic |
| 'Cause when it comes to misery |
| When it comes to misery |
| When it comes to misery |
| No one competes |
| No one competes |
| With me |