Monday 3 January 2011

Nothing Rhymes with Nothing: Tindersticks.

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Further music for your listening pleasure...






Turn my whiskey into water 
My cigarettes, I don’t know what they taste like 
Other women seem so ugly to me now 
Playthings stand dusty 
Books lie open on the page where I met her 
And that other life 
Is just a memory to me now 

(Chorus:) 
So tell me how it feels 
It feels so good 
Tell me how it goes 
It goes so fast 
So tell me how it feels 
It feels so good 
Tell me how it goes 
It goes so fast 
So fast 

I was clumsy, heavy-handed 
Grown selfish, ill-tempered 
But that life 
Is just a memory to me now 
Softly nudge toward her 
Gently put inside her 
And that other life 
Just seems so ugly to me now 

(Chorus)


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