les freres scott

Saturdays can be so cruel if you'd know what you're doing
Supposed to catch a flight to Miami
But the weather's brewing and brewing
I call the airport and they cancelled my flight
So I crawl back into bed in the middle of the night

Every day's just another fight if you don't where you're going
Inside out or upside down you're never even knowing
You drive your fancy car, show speakers off at night
I'd rather stay right here where it's nice and warm inside

So don't you talk to me, Mr. Radioman
Cause the snow's on the ground and I'm staying in bed
And I walked a million miles in my dream last night
So turn down your voice and let know it's all right

Ever wish your politician wouldn't wake you in the morning
Puts a damper on your day , well I think they owe me something
I sit up, stretch my arms, and I look into the street
When I see what's out my window is why everybody's beat

Don't you talk to me, Mr. Radioman
Cause the snow's on the ground and I'm staying in bed
And I walked a million miles in my dream last night
So turn down your voice and let know it's all right

Don't you talk to me, Mr. Radioman
Cause the snow's on the ground and I'm staying in bed
And I walked a million miles in my dream last night
So turn down your voice and let know it's all right

And if I could light this fire, if I could hide away for good
I'd watch my black-and-white movies with a cup of cider mulled
I'd curl up with a blanket and my Alvarez guitar
And I'd think of all the ways I could not be where you are

So don't you talk to me, Mr. Radioman
Cause the snow's on the ground and I'm staying in bed
And I walked a million miles in my dream last night
So turn down your voice and let know it's all right

Turn down your voice and let know it's all right
Turn down your voice and let know it's all right
Turn down your voice and let know it's all right

Woe is me, something dramatic like I could be
Ophelia
Love's labor lost, before it began
I'm not trying to be clever
I'm just saying what I am
Ophelia

Oh, I'm turning over will
And I'm cleaning up this holy mess I made
Everything's fine
Everything's okay
Everybody loves a fool
Everybody walks away
Everybody walks away

Oh, my love
Oh alas, this has been such a sad affair
Such a sad affair
Well here I go again
I'm sinking in my faithlessness and fear

Everything's fine
Everything's okay
Everybody loves a fool
Everybody walks away
Everybody walks away

Oh, I'm turning over will
and I'm cleaning up this holy mess I made
I want to feel your arms around me
I want to know your love is real
I want to give you all you've given to me
But I'm still afraid to leave, to you

Woe is me, something dramatic like I could be
Ophelia

Well the sale at Macy's is over
Ain't there nothing left to buy
Cause everything you were gonna get's already gone.

When it's midnight at the Eiffel Tower
Something's strange and smelling sour
Reeks of a memory I thought I'd lost.

Well I've been thinking real hard
And I've been thinking quietly about
How the milk is gone from a kitchen raid
And after my analysis I've come to the conclusion
That's the world's just a bunch of people trying to get laid.

I said "On, baby, baby, It's crazy
I think we've created, overpopulated
Oh, baby, baby what you gonna do
When the world ain't around for you?"

When the Republic of Banana
Is trying to sell me shoes
For two hundred sixty three dollars a foot.

When obscenity has more to do with
Dishing cash than a foul moth
It's something to be said for a moral root.

Well I've been thinking real hard about
How's she's got all the dough
But you see I'm the one with the smile on my face
And after my analysis I've come to the conclusion
That it ain't about contentment it's about getting paid.

I said "On, honey, honey, Oh sweet money
I think we've created, overpopulated
Oh, baby, baby What you gonna do
When the world ain't around for you?"

When it's sex and drugs and rock and roll
You can drink your tears away
Cause everything that defined you is gone
When it's rehabilitation center, Betty Ford is the only answer
You reek of a hangover you thought you'd lost

Well I've been thinking real hard
And I've been observing quietly
Just how many ways we find to raid the world
And after my analysis I've come to the conclusion
That you can't dust on the shell you gotta reach in for the pearl

I said "On, baby, baby, It's crazy
I think we've created, overpopulated
Oh, baby, baby what you gonna do
When the world ain't around for you?"

Honey I just can't get around it anymore
You make me feel like home is where you are
And baby I just can't run around it every morn'n
It's time that I believe it, home is where you are

Notes in my drawers, songs in my pockets,
Fragments of letters that you sent,
Leftover phone calls, cologne in the bath
I still have that bottle of Rosé

Staring at your photograph, tryin' to take it down
There's still a stirring in my heart

And honey I just can't get around it anymore
You make me feel like home is where you are
And baby I just can't run around it every morn'n
It's time that I believe it, home is where you are

I've never been to half of these places
But your postcard collection makes me crave
A little space, a little ways out of the city to the grace of another land, another tongue, another time

Staring at your photograph, I can't take it down
There's still a fire in me yet

Honey I just can't get around it anymore
You make me feel like home is where you are
And baby I just can't run around it every morn'n
It's time that I believe it, home is where you are

Oh honey I just can't get around it anymore
You make me feel like home is where you are
Baby I just can't run around it every morn'n
It's time that I believe it, home is where you are

Oh honey I just can't get around it anymore
You make me feel like home is where you are
Baby I just can't run around it every morn'n
It's time that I believe it, home is where you are

Honey I just can't
You better believe yeah

Sunday is only two days away
Already they said a train was coming in late
I'll wait
This reminds me of last year
September, I think
When you said you loved me
But you had to leave me
So I'll wait, I said

On a Sunday train
I can hear the whistle
Blowing you away
On a Sunday train
I can hear the steeple bells
Ringing a refrain
And I'll say goodbye, again and again
Cause I can't get it out of my head
And I'll wait like I wait for every Sunday train

It's cold here tonight
Christmas I think
Did you get my letter?
The paper was like this blue and pink
Two hours to go now
And already I'm here
Seat 24A just like you told me last year
They said it might snow
And there'll probably be rain
The wind's gonna blow
I'll be here just the same
Cause I don't want to miss you
And baby I miss you
Come on back this way

On a Sunday train
I can hear the whistle
Blowing you away
On a Sunday train
I can hear the steeple bells
Ringing a refrain
And I'll say goodbye, again and again
Cause I can't get it out of my head
And I'll wait like I wait
I'll wait like I wait
I'll wait like I wait for every Sunday train