Belle & Sebastian - Boy With The Arab Strap (1998) by Belle & Sebastian (보컬) on maniadb.com

It could have been a brilliant career
Painting lines in a school that was too well known
Painting lines with a friend that had gone before
She challenged everyone to a fight
But the prefects all backed down
And they ran her out of town
Cause she drank and swore and spoke
Out of turn, she was the village joke

She had a stroke at the age of 24
It could have been a brilliant career
Getting clients to finance her strategies
Filling time in on Safeways on Saturday
She wears the clothes of an emperor
But her paintings are a sham
And they`re going for a grand
When the dealers come to view
Do they ever see the real you?

He had a stroke at the age of 24
It could have been a brilliant career
Selling lies to the boys with the old Dansettes
Pulling the wool, playing the fool,
it`s no wonder that
He is dribbling spit tonight
And the one he sent away
Was the only one who stayed
With a spoon and a decent book
And you can tell by the way she looks
he is sorry and resigned
As he wets himself for the final time

And the moment will come when composure returns
Put a face on the world, turn your back to the wall
And you walk twenty yards with your head in the air
Down the Liberty Hill, where the fashion brigade
Look with curious eyes on your raggedy way
And for once in your life you have nothing to say
And could this be the time when somebody will come
To say, Look at yourself, you're not much use to anyone
Take a walk in the park, take a valium pill
Read the letter you got from the memory girl
But it takes more than this to make sense of the day
Yeah it takes more than milk to get rid of the taste
And you trusted to this, and you trusted to that
And when you saw it all come, it was waving the flag
Of the United States of Calamity, hey!
After all that you've done boy, Im sure you're going to pay

In the morning you come to the ladies salon
To get all fitted out for The Paperback Throne
But the people are living far away from the place
Where you wanted to help, it's a bit of a waste
And the puzzle will last till somebody will say
There's a lot to be done while your head is still young
If you put down your pen, leave your worries behind
Then the moment will come, and the memory will shine
Now the trouble is over, everybody got paid

Everybody is happy, they are glad that they came
Then you go to the place where you've finally found
You can look at yourself sleep the clock around

Is it wicked not to care
when they say that you're mistaken
Thinking hopes and lots of dreams
that aren't there
Is it wicked not to care
when you've wasted many hours
Talking endlessly to anyone
that's there
I know the truth awaits me
But still I hesitate because of fear
Skipping tickets making rhymes
Is that all that you believe in
Wearing rags to make you pretty
by design
Rusting armour for effect
It's not fun to watch the rust grow
For it will all be over
when you're dead

Counting acts and clutching thoughts
By the river where the moss grows
Over rocks the water running
all the time
Is it wicked when you smile
Even though you feel like crying
Even though you
could be sick at any time
But if there was a sequel
Would you love me as an equal
Would you love me till I'm dead

If there was a sequel
Would you love me like an equal
Would you love me till
I'm dead
and if there was a sequel
Would you love me as an equal
Would you love me till I'm dead
Or is there someone else instead

Ease you're feet off in the sea
My darling it's the place to be
Take your shoes off curl your toes
And I will frame this moment in time
Troubles come and troubles go
The trouble that we've come to know
Will stay with us till we get old
Will stay with us till
somebody decides to go
Decides to go

Soberly without regret
make another sandwich
And I fill my face
know that things have got to you
But what can do
Suddenly without a warning
On a pale blue morning
You decide your time is wearing thin
A conscious choice to let yourself
go dangling
Hovering
It's an emergency
There's no more wait and see

Maybe if I shut my eves
Your trouble will be split between us
People come and people go
You're scouring everybodies face
For some small flicker of the truth
To what it is that
you are going through my boy
I left you dry
The signs were clear that you
were not going anywhere
Anywhere
Save for a falling down
Save for a falling down
Anywhere
Anywhere
Save for a falling down
Everything's going wrong

Later on as I walked home
The plough was showing and orion
I could see the house where you lived
I could see the house where you gave
All your time and sanity to people
Then you waited for the people
to acknowledge you
They spoke in turn
But their eyes would pass over you
Over you
Who's seeing you at all
Who's seeing You at all

Seymour Stein I've been lonely
I caught a glimpse of someones face
It was mine and I'd been crying
Half a world away
Ticket for a plane
Record company man
I won't be coming to dinner
My thoughts are far away
I'm working on that day
North Country girl
1 think she's going to stay
Promises of fame promises of fortune
LA to New York San Francisco
back to Boston
Has he ever seen Dundee
Won't he hire a limousine
Seymour bring her back to me

I heard dinner went well
You liked Chris's jacket
He reminded you of Johnny
Before he went Electronic
Seymour Stein sorry I missed you
Have a nice flight home
It's a good day for flying
Seymour Stein Seymour Stein
Seymour Stein Seymour Stein

what was it I saw in New York
I'm not the same anymore
how will I hide these feelings inside
call my girl on the phone
neon lights shine brgith
Taxi cabs glide by
aeroplanes they fly
high up in the sky
pretty girl says Hi
whats the worst
job you've had
what do you read
what's driving you mad
met the cigarette girl
took a note of her charmed
but no cigar
met the Indie Cool Queen
took me out to the bar
and showed me the scene
my little girl I can't find
she's five hours behind
it's the singer not the song
something's gone wrong
said the spider to the fly
do I like this girl
it's such a big world
I like the tone of her voice
I loved the sound of her voice

When I get back to London from
outer space
will it fall into place
I'll hold onto my smile
find my girl in a while
look myself in the face
don't know what you see
am I playing in your movie
you're in my magazine
are you talking to me
CHICKFACTOR

if you want me I'll be there a boy
to deal with all your problems but part of the deal
is for you to feel something
if you want me look me up I don't
exist in usual places
subtle as the wind is grey

if you want you know where I am
I saw your arms in a dream
and there were blue veins blue
blue veins if you want me all you have to do
is ask a thousand questions
triplicate and file under
simple things you ask to make a young boy sigh
young boy sigh
young boy sigh