| Song | Somewhere Else to Be |
| Artist | The Handsome Family |
| Album | Last Days of Wonder |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Sparks, Sparks | |
| I didn't wrap my head in roses | |
| I didn't run screaming down the street | |
| I didn't drive off jagged cliffs | |
| Or dive in roaring seas | |
| I broke no cage door open | |
| I set no horses free | |
| The day the girl at the drive-thru window | |
| Softly smiled at me | |
| Actually, I did nothing | |
| As she handed me a large ice tea | |
| An extra packet of ketchup | |
| A small bag of onion rings | |
| I didn't even smile back at her | |
| I just pulled into the street | |
| Searching my rear view mirror | |
| To catch her eyes on me | |
| 'Cause there were cars behind me | |
| And I had somewhere else to be | |
| Down the street I saw an old man | |
| Eating as he drove | |
| Running over empty cans | |
| Lying in the road | |
| But the billboards near the highway | |
| Were full of singing birds | |
| And all the trees were blooming green | |
| In their little squares of dirt | |
| Every dog chained in every yard | |
| Was howling with me | |
| But I didn't even smile back at her | |
| I just pulled into the street | |
| 'Cause there were cars behind me | |
| And I had somewhere else to be |
| zuo ci : Sparks, Sparks | |
| I didn' t wrap my head in roses | |
| I didn' t run screaming down the street | |
| I didn' t drive off jagged cliffs | |
| Or dive in roaring seas | |
| I broke no cage door open | |
| I set no horses free | |
| The day the girl at the drivethru window | |
| Softly smiled at me | |
| Actually, I did nothing | |
| As she handed me a large ice tea | |
| An extra packet of ketchup | |
| A small bag of onion rings | |
| I didn' t even smile back at her | |
| I just pulled into the street | |
| Searching my rear view mirror | |
| To catch her eyes on me | |
| ' Cause there were cars behind me | |
| And I had somewhere else to be | |
| Down the street I saw an old man | |
| Eating as he drove | |
| Running over empty cans | |
| Lying in the road | |
| But the billboards near the highway | |
| Were full of singing birds | |
| And all the trees were blooming green | |
| In their little squares of dirt | |
| Every dog chained in every yard | |
| Was howling with me | |
| But I didn' t even smile back at her | |
| I just pulled into the street | |
| ' Cause there were cars behind me | |
| And I had somewhere else to be |
| zuò cí : Sparks, Sparks | |
| I didn' t wrap my head in roses | |
| I didn' t run screaming down the street | |
| I didn' t drive off jagged cliffs | |
| Or dive in roaring seas | |
| I broke no cage door open | |
| I set no horses free | |
| The day the girl at the drivethru window | |
| Softly smiled at me | |
| Actually, I did nothing | |
| As she handed me a large ice tea | |
| An extra packet of ketchup | |
| A small bag of onion rings | |
| I didn' t even smile back at her | |
| I just pulled into the street | |
| Searching my rear view mirror | |
| To catch her eyes on me | |
| ' Cause there were cars behind me | |
| And I had somewhere else to be | |
| Down the street I saw an old man | |
| Eating as he drove | |
| Running over empty cans | |
| Lying in the road | |
| But the billboards near the highway | |
| Were full of singing birds | |
| And all the trees were blooming green | |
| In their little squares of dirt | |
| Every dog chained in every yard | |
| Was howling with me | |
| But I didn' t even smile back at her | |
| I just pulled into the street | |
| ' Cause there were cars behind me | |
| And I had somewhere else to be |