Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Shoot the Poets, artist - The Cribs. Date of issue: 11.05.2007
Song language: English
Shoot the Poets |
| Cut off your nose to spite your friends |
| Breathing holes that will never end and |
| Speak all you want or just pretend |
| Cos you think she is a different class |
| So she sits all day by the looking glass, oh It doesn’t talk, it doesn’t last |
| But it’s not what I’ve heard you know |
| A picture speaks a thousand words |
| But baby don’t feel down |
| I left my heart in the provincial town, yeah |
| You sold your soul for magic beans |
| Don’t believe all you read on computer screens and |
| These things they mean nothing to me Rimpton stain came off the track |
| You go there once and you don’t come back, oh Good that’s what I say |
| But it’s not what I’ve heard you know it Cut your losses, shoot the poets |
| And one day you’ll come down |
| To find yourself in the provincial town |
| But it’s not what I’ve heard you know |
| A picture speaks a thousand words |
| But baby don’t feel down |
| I left my heart in the provincial town, yeah |
| But it’s not what I’ve heard you know it Cut your losses, shoot the poets |
| And one day you’ll come down |
| Oh, to find yourself in the provincial town |