Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song T-Shirt Tux, artist - The Hold Steady. Album song Thrashing Thru The Passion, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 15.08.2019
Record label: Frenchkiss
Song language: English
T-Shirt Tux |
There’s that girl from your work and she’s here with some guy |
He’s got a t-shirt tux and a piano key tie |
The rest of us were rolling our eyes |
At the handshake he did with the doorman |
But that’s how he gets the stuff that makes him feel so important |
And we all need something to get thru the night |
'Cause the kitchen gets hot and the fingers get fried |
A Pontius Pilate played to the crowd |
And they all thought they knew what they wanted |
And everyone’s sorry when they see that it’s dawn |
I assumed that’s the reason we do this? |
And me and the guy with the piano key tie |
Are probably going to play right thru this |
Tiny little triumphs. |
Massive bloody failures |
I heard that there are sailors who dread coming ashore |
I guess it’s true. |
It’s true I guess |
But tonight I fear my sensors aren’t receiving at their best |
And everyone’s acting like they hate that they’re here |
Baring their teeth and sharpening spears |
The stuff that they put in the punchbowl tonight |
Makes it too hard to pay much attention |
But your war of attrition turned out to be a major attraction |
A boy and a girl were draining their beers |
He said Stalin was a weatherman to start his career |
Johnny Cash was in the service |
When the news came thru the wire |
And it’s weird how you feel when bad people die |
She said yeah I guess, whatever |
All your fun little facts are never going to keep us together |
We’ll all be doomed once we leave this room |
We spinning thru the turnstiles and we’re sleeping in our shoes |
We’re sad and stoned when were all hooked up at home |
But when we leave the house we’re homesick |
Got the disconnection blues |
There were multiple dispensers |
And some friends we couldn’t use |
There’s a candle on the table |
There’s a photo on the fridge |
There’s a bunch of things we said we’re going to do |
Then never did |
Sometimes it’s all slippery sidewalks |
And trying to find a place to park |
Turning on a burner |
That never catches spark |
They said everything’s perception |
But that’s not really right |
Let’s all try to tell a little truth tonight |
Let’s all try to tell a little truth tonight |