Saturday, July 08, 2006

Merriweather's Belle and Sebastian best

Belle And Sebastian - The Boy With The Arab Strap Lyrics

A mile and a half on a bus takes a long time
The odour of
old prison food takes a long time to pass you by
you've been inside
Day upon day of this wandering gets
you down
Nobody gives you a chance or a dollar in this old

Hovering silence from you is a giveaway
Squalor and smoke's not your style
"I don't
like this place"
We better go
Then I compare notes
with your older sister
I am a lazy gett, she is as pure as
the cold driven snow
She accepts my confession

What did you learn from your time in the solitary
Cell of
your mind?
There was noises, distractions from anything
And the old prison food
Colour my life with the
chaos of trouble
Cause anything's better than posh
1 missed the bus
You were laid on your
With the boy from the arab strap
With the boy
from the arab strap

It's something to speak of
the way you are feeling
To crowds there assembled
you ever feel you have gone too far?
Everyone suffers in
silence a burden
The man who drives minicabs down in Old
The Asian man
With his love hate affair
With his racist clientele

A central location for
you is a must as you stagger about makingfree with your lewd and
lascivious boasts
We know you are soft cause we've all
seen you dancing
We know you are hard cause we all saw you
drinking from noon
Until noon again
You're the
boy with the filthy laugh
You're the boy with the arab

Strapped to the table with suits from the
shelter shop
Comic celebrity takes a back seat as the
cigarette catches
And sets off the smoke alarm
What do
you make of the cool set in London?
You're constantly
updating your hit parade of your ten biggestwanks
She's a waitress and she's got style
bathtime could take a while

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