Текст: The Courteeners. Acrylic.
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You're just like plasticine
being molded into a libertine dreamer
i feel so sorry for you
if you were 13 i'd let you off
but you're not and you should have known better
got all my thoughts on a notepad
with a parker pen
and write you a letter but
theres not enough paper in the world
theres not enough paper
oh have you heard
all your friends go
dadada dadadaaaa oh
all the words they seem to know
all the words in your sons go
dadada dadadaaaa oh
you got an okay jacket
but you've got no spine
please vacate this city of mine
i only wish you had this song
to back-up, you're talking so long
but we know thats not the case
rather show your face
in an injured bar i know
but it goes in
because they serve substandard gin
nobody goes in there did you win
did they ask though no-one cares
dadada dadadaaaa oh
all the words they seem to know
all the words in your sons go
dadada dadadaaaa oh
you got an okay jacket
but you've got no spine
please vacate this city of mine
you're just like plasticine
being molded into a libertine dreamer
i feel so sorry for you
if you were 13 i would let you off
but your not and you should have known better
got all my thoughts on a notepad
with a parker pen
and write you a letter but
theres not enough paper in the world
theres not enough paper in
oh have you heard
your friends they go
dadada dadadaaaa oh
dadada dadadaaaa oh
dadada dadadaaaa oh
dadada dadadaaaa oh
you got an ok jacket
but you've got no spine
please vacate this city of mine
you got an ok jacket
but you've got no spine
please vacate this city of mine
You're just like plasticine
being molded into a libertine dreamer
i feel so sorry for you
if you were 13 i'd let you off
but you're not and you should have known better
got all my thoughts on a notepad
with a parker pen
and write you a letter but
theres not enough paper in the world
theres not enough paper
oh have you heard
all your friends go
dadada dadadaaaa oh
all the words they seem to know
all the words in your sons go
dadada dadadaaaa oh
you got an okay jacket
but you've got no spine
please vacate this city of mine
i only wish you had this song
to back-up, you're talking so long
but we know thats not the case
rather show your face
in an injured bar i know
but it goes in
because they serve substandard gin
nobody goes in there did you win
did they ask though no-one cares
dadada dadadaaaa oh
all the words they seem to know
all the words in your sons go
dadada dadadaaaa oh
you got an okay jacket
but you've got no spine
please vacate this city of mine
you're just like plasticine
being molded into a libertine dreamer
i feel so sorry for you
if you were 13 i would let you off
but your not and you should have known better
got all my thoughts on a notepad
with a parker pen
and write you a letter but
theres not enough paper in the world
theres not enough paper in
oh have you heard
your friends they go
dadada dadadaaaa oh
dadada dadadaaaa oh
dadada dadadaaaa oh
dadada dadadaaaa oh
you got an ok jacket
but you've got no spine
please vacate this city of mine
you got an ok jacket
but you've got no spine
please vacate this city of mine
Courteeners (The)