Jackie and Wilson (Live at iTunes Festival, London / 2014)
So tired trying to see from behind the red in my eyes,
No better version of me I could pretend to be tonight.
So deep in this swill with the most familiar of swine
For reasons wretched and divine.
She blows outta nowhere on a candle of the wild
Laughing away through my feeble disguise
No other version of me I would pretend to be tonight.
'Cause, Lord, she found me just in time
'Cause with my mid-youth crisis all said and done
I need to be youthfully felt 'cause, God, I never felt young
She's gonna save me,
Call me "baby",
Run her hands through my hair
She'll know me crazy,
Sooth me daily
Better yet she wouldn't care
We'll steal her Lexus,
Be detectives,
Ride round picking up clues
We'll name our children
Jackie and Wilson,
Raise em on rhythm and blues.
Lord, it be great to find a place we could escape sometime
Me and my Isis growing black irises in the sunshine
Every version of me dead and buried in the yard outside.
Sit back and watch the world go by.
Happy to lie back watch it burn and rust
We tried the world, good God, it wasn't for us.
She's gonna save me,
Call me "baby",
Run her hands through my hair
She'll know me crazy,
Sooth me daily
Better yet she wouldn't care
We'll steal her Lexus,
Be detectives,
Ride round picking up clues
We'll name our children
Jackie and Wilson,
Raise em on rhythm and blues.
Cut clean from the green at night let my mind reset
Looking up from the cigarette, and she's already left
I start picking up the art of what's left of me and our little vignette
For whatever poor soul is coming next
She's gonna save me,
Call me "baby",
Run her hands through my hair
She'll know me crazy,
Sooth me daily
Better yet she wouldn't care
We'll steal her Lexus,
Be detectives,
Ride round picking up clues
We'll name our children
Jackie and Wilson,
Raise em on rhythm and blues.
compositores: ANDREW HOZIER BYRNE
Você é fã de Hozier? Gosta da letra da música?
Compartilhe com seus amigos.
Ouvir músicas