lirik lagu belle and sebastian - a plague on all other boys
hey jane
watching over you in nebraska
the flood plains
move over the farms, a disaster
the sun heats
air until it swirls in tornados
but you move solemnly along
she says
you will be the consummate scholar
and she says
do you know the world is your oyster?
the man says
come and we will climb mount olympus
but all you want is to be there, in the presence of her smile
in the presence of her smile
in the presence of her smile
we are
circling over clouds, we are tethered
wondering
when you’re gonna hit bumpy weather
your heart skips
every time you detect her fragrance
she’s out there
stinking up the late evening air with other boys
a plague on other boys
how this feeling does annoy you
a plague on other boys
they say
how can you know love, you’re a minor
and you say
what else could i know, this defines me
i start
growing, i’m a mess, i’m defeated
my grade point average went to h-ll
watching
listening for a cultural movement
get strong
lenses to see into the future
march on
washington if she’s in the vanguard
base your
politics on what she’s got written on a flag
what she’s written on a flag
what she’s written on a flag
my body’s mine and you’re a drag
what she’s written on a flag
what she’s written on a flag
people are good and walls are madness
she wrote it on a flag
ten long years it took to shake the memory
the pain, humiliation
but then suddenly you realized
you’re free
to fraternize again
she got married, stayed in town and raised a home
see her at thanksgiving
there’s a roped up part of every human heart
for the first one you love
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