Artist/Band:
Metric
Lyrics for Song: White Gold
Lyrics for Album: Grow Up and Blow Away [2002]
Piss-poor, ridin' high
Sunbathing fireside
We're here for the porn and the sirloin
Get your T-bone, let your backbone slide
Tunnel and sky collide
Lose friends to the airwaves and the airlines
I wanna make it right
Some future in my eyes, bright
Hush, don't explain
When you water down my name
I'll be up too late
Call me when you get
Better at your game
You haven't beat me yet
The waitress, the actress
Got the skin and the bones
With a hairbrush and an airbrush
She'd be white gold
She asked the piss-poor
"Why you lookin' for that party in the sky?"
It's just a movie about a movie too old to die
But I'm gonna make it right
Future in my eyes, bright
Hush, don't explain
When you water down my name
I'll be up too late
Call me when you get
Better at your game
You haven't beat me yet
Though my vision is straining
I'm gonna make it right
Some future in my eyes, bright
Hush, don't explain
When you water down my name
I'll be up too late,
Call me when you get
Better at your game
You haven't beat me yet
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