Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Poet's Day , by - Cass McCombs. Song from the album A Folk Set Apart, in the genre ИндиRelease date: 10.12.2015
Record label: Domino
Song language: English
Poet's Day |
| Hot on your own lusty heels |
| You trampled Elysian Fields |
| Like a false witness conceals |
| A Poet content with his skill |
| You held the muse against her will |
| Made mountains out of molehills |
| Your lust did not stop there |
| Every dream was a nightmare |
| But, ah- this is how a Poet prepares |
| Prone to exaggerate |
| Prone to exaggerate |
| It’s Poet’s Day |
| Every laugh, every cry |
| By exaggerating made you high |
| You might as well have told a lie |
| Like the theme of the Mare’s Nest |
| «excitement over what does not exist» |
| Is how the rest of the day was pissed |
| Pissing Off Early Today |
| Is English for P.O.E.T.'s Day |
| And my, does an Englishman exaggerate! |
| Prone to exaggerate |
| Prone to exaggerate |
| It’s Poet’s Day |
| A feeling of euphoria |
| Intoxicated by your gloria |
| A resurrected Victorian |
| Over wine you would compete |
| With other Poets on Mission St |
| Who could make words taste most sweet |
| Prone to exaggerate |
| Prone to exaggerate |
| It’s Poet’s Day |