Paroles Southern Belles In London Sing de The Faint

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Scarlet boots, the kiss of death
Patience and the end of it
Blended angels, whispered love
Countdown 'til it's gone for long
Velvet voices, haunting slow
Darkened notes with bright decor
Georgian femmes are gone for weeks
Southern belles in London sing

My staring down the Eppley gate
Two more days before the plane arrives
And you'll be standing here with your smile
I'm carving up the lobby seat
Pushing down the caffeine drinks
Checking the arrival screens for yours

A hundred feet above the landing
There's a girl gliding down
She's floating toward me now
Her sleeves are all stretching out
And the jet is following behind

Wake up

London skids, a grinding halt
Last night left to spend apart
Your bags are packed by now for home
Stories of the tour unfold
Booking agents, broken nose
Butting heads with creeping dolts
Georgian femmes are gone for weeks
Southern belles in London sing
Southern belles in London sing

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