Из альбома: The Rhumb Line
Out in the garden is half of a heaven,
We're only bluffing, what not, what's for best?
And through walls what they told us,
Unless we can prove that we're doing it,
We can't have it all.
He's gonna wangle a way to get out of,
And she's an excuse and a wit that's on top on.
And he's gone what they told us,
Unelss we can prove that we're doing it,
We can't have it all.
We can't have it all.
Suddenly my feet, don't feet of mine,
It all goes slow-mo.
I don't know why I'm crying,
Am I Suspended in Gaffa?
Not 'til I am really for you,
Not 'til I am really for you.
Can I have it all?
It tried to get nearer but as it gets clearer,
There's something, there are bee's in the way, it's a plank in me.
I with a camera who's trying to get through it,
Am I doing it, can I have it all now?
I pull up the plank and say, "thank you for yanking me",
Back to the fact that there's something to distract.
Sometimes it's hard to know,
If I'm doing it right, can I have it all now?
Can I have it all now?
Can I have it all?
I can't have it all.
Suddenly my feet, don't feet of mine,
It all goes slow-mo.
I don't know why I'm crying,
Am I suspended in Gaffa?
Not 'til I am really for you,
Not 'til I am really for you.
Can I have it all?
I won't open boxes that I am told not to,
Or not open door or much better record.
A girl in the mirror between you and me,
She knows sending it, it's not getting anywhere at all.
Not anywhere at all, no not a thing,
She can't have it all.
Suddenly my feet, don't feet of mine,
It all goes slow-mo.
I don't know why I'm crying,
Am I suspended in Gaffa?
Not 'til Iam really for you,
Not 'til I am really for you.
Suddenly my feet, don't feet of mine,
It all goes slow-mo.
I don't know why I'm crying,
Am I suspended in Gaffa?
Not 'til I am really for you,
Not 'til I am really for you.
Can I have it all now?