Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song UK Blues 2, artist - Sun Kil Moon. Album song Among The Leaves, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 28.05.2012
Record label: Caldo Verde
Song language: English
UK Blues 2 |
Oh England |
Oh the gloom |
I just left my horribly, lonely room |
I walk to the church |
Where I would play |
That cold, gray August day |
Before I went on |
I knew you were there |
But I put it on |
Like I didn’t care |
Just played and sang |
As well as I could |
If we were to meet |
Well then we would |
When I saw your face |
Yea, it was still |
That one from those early Harmony films |
There on that dark Manchester night |
A riot began |
But things felt alright |
Off to a pub |
With chatty young Brits |
Listening to all of their horse shit |
Glanced at your boots |
The watch on your wrist |
How do I pull you away? |
Well you’re staying down the street |
Could I help you off of your sleepy feet? |
Your eyes are far and glazy |
Could I walk you back? |
Don’t be crazy |
Crazy, crazy |
Could I have this night |
And sing you to sleep? |
Crazy, crazy |
Morning came |
A note from the desk |
Belfast? |
you asked |
And I said yes |
Ironed my shirt |
And polished my shoes |
But nothing would kill my UK blues |
UK blues |
From the top of my head |
To the heels of my shoes |
UK blues |
Inside my head |
And inside my shoes |
We met up on the main street of town |
Played a half empty room full of clowns |
When I was done some drunk Irish moon |
Said worst night I’ve had since (only part I can’t decipher) |
Had some laughs |
And signed autographs |
Grabbed my pitiful handful of cash |
The night was slipping off too soon |
Tomorrow goodbye, sad Irish moon |
We walked along |
You slightly ahead |
Till we landed on your big king bed |
Our brains burned |
Our bodies hurt |
I like your stockings |
And long leather skirt |
I’m fading off |
Could I stay the night? |
Don’t be crazy |
It doesn’t feel right |
Come on, really? |
Are you sure? |
God, fuck this lonely tour |
Walked back down those terrible halls |
Past those dark chocolate brown walls |
Looked up at the ceiling |
Like old skin peeling |
You never write |
And you never call |
I sometimes wonder |
Will you at all? |
Well time has passed |
Doesn’t phase me |
Don’t be crazy |