Тексты песен Elbow

Sweet Jesus I'm on fire She has the sweetest, darkest eyes And when it comes into her eyes I know iron and steel couldn't hold me But god I'm easy bruised But so often a moth to her flame And the thin

Any day now how's about getting out of this place. Any ways. Got a lot of spare time. Some of my youth and all of my senses on overdrive. What's got into me? Can't believe myself! Mu

Were you crushed Did I rush you All my time is yours My twisted heart is yours The faithless shit is yours The shameless fits of love that only smother you for moments Until I fold them up and l

You're a girl in this vicinity I'm a dog without a collar on This cattle-market cabaret Is the Sabbath every Saturday I'm full of wit and chivalry Until you've given in to m

Can't stop thinking I won't stop drinking I need that comfort I don't need discipline Twilights tailing I had self belief (They don't compromise) This has battered me That&#

Found a hole and slipped on through Kissed the stone and learnt the lines Jumped the cue all the time forgetting you Best dishevelled lover 3yrs running Coming second to A picket fence white 9-

Don't mix your drinks Don't mix with him. It will kill you one day. Good advice. Sound advice. You need to be like him, like me. Look what you could achieve. I'm coming cap-in-han

Before leaving get to the bar No one round here makes you pay Never very good at goodbyes So gentle shoulder charge.... Love you mate. Love you mate. Salford sky like gloom Always you Coul

The borrowed air a baby breathes A falling helicopter seed I forget which tree Advice from friends less drunk than me A falling helicopter seed I forget which tree The borrowed air a baby yawns A kis

Mondays is for drinking to the seldom seen kid I've been working on a cocktail called "Grounds For Divorce" Whoah Polishing a compass that I hold in my sleeve Whoah Down comes hi

Question... I depend on me... Throw your hands up at me Throw your hands up at me Throw your hands up at me... Girl, I didn't know you could get down like that Charlie, how your Angels get down like

The whole towns slippin down a hill. Like the spine of something dead. Slide in shadow cobble-creep. Burn your mark and leave. The trench conventions yellow eyes Follow her the local flower Th

I plant the kind of kiss That wouldn't wake a baby On the self same face The lie wouldn't let me sleep And the street is singing with my feet And dawn gives me a shadow I know to be tal

I'll be the corpse in your bathtub Useless I'll be as deaf as a post If you hold me like a newborn Whisper what you feel My badly strung declaration To You You'll spend the end o

Drinking in the morning sun Blinking in the morning sun Shaking off the heavy one Heavy like a loaded gun What made me behave that way? Using words I never say I can only think it must be love

Your eyes are just like black spiders Your hair and dress in ribbons. Babycakes In despair or incoherent. Nothing in between China white, my bride tonight Smiling on the tiles Bring that minute

My brother fear is only natural You need to chill your fucking bones You will feel Christ-like When it's breathing in and out Right there on the pillow

Come as you are sweetheart, come as you are. You know you've got nothing to prove I'll put you to bed you can let it all go You've been playing too rough lately You burn too bright You live too fast

Been climbing trees I've skinned my knees My hands are black the sun is going down She scruffs my hair in the kitchen steam She's listening to the dream I weaved today Crosswords through the bathroom

A friend of mine grows his very own brambles They twist all around him 'til he can't move Beautiful, quivering, chivalrous shambles What is my friend trying to prove? The bruise turns

How dare the premier ignore my invitations He'll have to go So to the bunchy luncheons with it's second on my list of things to do At the top I'm stopping by Your place of work a

So I'm there Charging around with a juggernaut brow Overdrive, speeches and deadlines to make Cramming commitments like cats in a sack Telephone burn and a purposeful gait When out of a doorway

The fix is in There's a nag on the dank at Epsom The fix is in Can't wait to see how it upsets 'em Too many times we've been postally pipped We've loaded the saddled,

Gotta get out of TV Just pick a point and go The ticker-tape tangles my feet As I search for a face that I know Come on, tower crane driver There\'s not so far to go I must have been working t

The headlines drip with horror Beware, beware, beware! The news says no tomorrow But how can I be scared... ...In her arms? World do your worst She and I have closed our eyes And lifted every curse W

Are we having the time of our life? Are we having the time of our lives? Are we coming across clear? Are we coming across fine? Are we part of the plan here? Are we having the time of our lives? Are w

A frieze of you is with me now A frieze of you with knitted brow A frieze of you asking how I could If you're inclined, to prove myself If you're inclined, to a whisper grass shell With God above and