作词 : Futureheads Everything was ready but he had to run away Shot for the money on the very same day Le garage, le garage-rage Le garage, le garage-rage Everything was ready but he had to run away Shot for the money on the very same day Le garage, le garage-rage Le garage, le garage-rage You, you are the thing With you tight skin, making me jealous When you're asleep I knew you'll feed me well And I agree that I never think now when I'm with you And I won't say a word of it's true, if it's not true And things pushed in my face With locked arms, making me nuder to everything You you give me sound, it's flushing with stains I always think now when I'm with you And I won't say a word of it's true, if it's not true And I won't say a word of it's true, if it's not true编辑于2008/05/24更新