Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song When I Was a Boy I Thought I Was a Fish, artist - The Smith Street Band. Album song No One Gets Lost Anymore, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 03.07.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Pool House
Song language: English
When I Was a Boy I Thought I Was a Fish |
Walking back to my house the morning after the sugar cube and the heavens |
opened up and drowned the heat |
With the trace elements tickling my spine, I took my shoes off and danced in |
puddles on the sudden downpour ghost town street |
Hello, my name is Wil and I slept through the millennium but what I wouldn’t |
give to be young, dreaming and ten again |
It’s New Years 2009, with what’s in my system I won’t be sleeping for a long |
time |
And when I was a boy, I thought I was a fish and I still love the ocean like |
when I was a kid |
But lately I have come to the conclusion, that I’m disappointingly probably |
human |
And I’ve come a long way from those amphibious days and I’d like to thank the |
things I’ve seen, the friends that I’ve made |
All the people that have hurt me, the times that I’ve been saved and to music, |
which has made me its most obliging slave |
There’s blood on this guitar, there’s sweat between these keys, when I step |
forward to the mic it’s with my tail between my knees |
But we aren’t here to fight, we are here to dance |
And then the summer crept up like only a Melbourne summer can |
We ducked back in our alleys and pretended to hate our tans |
And told each other one day, we’d all look back and smile |
While knowing that we’ve been drinking ourselves to sleep for a long time |
And now we’re back at work and we’re working on those numbers |
They’re getting us in our sleep, we’re having nightmares in our slumber |
About the dealers and the overheads we’re going to have to pay |
Just pass out. |
It’s a job for another day |
And last night I kissed a girl that I met in a bar, which seems momentous given |
how things are |
We made out all morning then slept in the afternoon and she said, «Wil, |
I think that I can deal with you.» |
And I never found the right way to say thanks to Alex for keeping my head |
screwed on |
For telling me when I was wrong, even though I’ve known all along |
It’s time to clean up, start a band, get back on the road again. |
Stay sober and appreciate my friends |
So I’d like to say thank you to every single one of you for everything |