Besedila:
Belvedere Angels Live In My Town

walk on by pants too tight and hair's too high your mind's made up and you're not alone but all i see a misinformed reality it's time to think 'cause

Overhead to my surprise a plane was flying by While I contemplated diving in the pool But you'd think I'd see that my thoughts have gone awry And I can

You said when you met you'd never forget me And I thought my problems were gone But you changed all the while and you did it in style How could I think

it tries so hard, i'll give it that, it's painful to watch i grease the bear the gumption's there but the job's always botched what's it now i just don

raise your glass, help yourself, you dont understand anybody else. i won't sit no more i dont know what you're looking for. so ends this game. ...this

My hands are tied behing my back my face is red with hate I know i've tried to be the better man but I can't accept this fate It's seems every time

It's in my head I know it well This personnal hell When I can't talk or walk or fuck at all But will you see The drunk in me As I try to leave so subtly