Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rims , by - King Creosote. Song from the album Flick The Vs, in the genre Музыка мираRelease date: 19.04.2009
Record label: Domino
Song language: English
Rims |
| Oh we’ll have a final time |
| On our west-coast drive |
| Together demented laughing at her bold lights |
| You’ll not mention him |
| I’ll not mention her |
| We’ll not mention any of this back home with our lies |
| Weary of spies |
| And their crinkled up shirts |
| And their discarded ties |
| I am the worst |
| I am the worst |
| That year I mixed up yin and yang |
| All the good I thought I did you turned out bad |
| Helping you out, blind eye turned |
| Lashes battered, lashes burnt |
| You spoke to others, should you let them remind you |
| But you have a brand new |
| Let me remind you but you have a brand new |
| Some village bike you turned out to be |
| Cycled off no tears me |
| Some village bike you turned out to be |
| Cycled off no brakes for me |
| I am the worst |
| I am the worst |
| I am the worst |
| I am the worst |
| Oh we’ll have a final time |
| On our west-coast drive |
| Together demented laughing at her bold lights |
| You’ll not mention him |
| I’ll not mention her |
| We’ll not mention any of this back home with our lies |
| Weary of spies |
| And their crinkled up shirts |
| And their discarded ties |