Barnacle Goose Lyrics
| Song | Barnacle Goose |
| Artist | Born Ruffians |
| Album | Red, Yellow & Blue |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Born Ruffians | |
| & I'm frustrated with myself | |
| But I can't change | |
| I don't want to be me anymore | |
| & All of the tics & tocs & clicks of clocks | |
| That tell the time tell me this is just a phase | |
| & Everything every day | |
| That's been scraping away | |
| At the side of my brain | |
| Can't come to form a thought except... | |
| & All the thoughts I think I've saved | |
| Here for days that remain | |
| Just keep eating away | |
| & I still can't sleep sing... | |
| Why can't you tell me what I wanna hear | |
| To help me get some rest | |
| Oh my darling dear? | |
| The songs of the birds | |
| Don't bring calmness no more | |
| Oh no, no they don't sing | |
| & None of the girls seem to think you're cool | |
| It's probably because you smell bad | |
| A skin disease won't get you | |
| Nowhere these days | |
| It's true, it's sad but true | |
| & Everything every day | |
| That's been scraping away | |
| At the side of my brain | |
| Can't come to form a thought except... | |
| & All of the thoughts I think I've saved | |
| Here for days that remain | |
| Just keep eating away | |
| & I still can't sleep I sing... | |
| We're going to make plans | |
| We have plans to make plans | |
| We're going to do it right | |
| We've locked it in our sights | |
| I'll la-dee-da & they can dum-dee-day | |
| We'll tra-la-la all night and day we'll go far | |
| & If I write enough | |
| & think about it it'll happen | |
| It's not as tough as mom said | |
| As it so happens | |
| Your analyst lied to you when | |
| She told you the truth | |
| About boys, fear, open sores | |
| & Things that are simple | |
| Like opening doors | |
| & All the thoughts I think I've saved here | |
| For days that remain | |
| Just eat eat eat away | |
| & I still can't sleep/sing |
| zuo qu : Born Ruffians | |
| I' m frustrated with myself | |
| But I can' t change | |
| I don' t want to be me anymore | |
| All of the tics tocs clicks of clocks | |
| That tell the time tell me this is just a phase | |
| Everything every day | |
| That' s been scraping away | |
| At the side of my brain | |
| Can' t come to form a thought except... | |
| All the thoughts I think I' ve saved | |
| Here for days that remain | |
| Just keep eating away | |
| I still can' t sleep sing... | |
| Why can' t you tell me what I wanna hear | |
| To help me get some rest | |
| Oh my darling dear? | |
| The songs of the birds | |
| Don' t bring calmness no more | |
| Oh no, no they don' t sing | |
| None of the girls seem to think you' re cool | |
| It' s probably because you smell bad | |
| A skin disease won' t get you | |
| Nowhere these days | |
| It' s true, it' s sad but true | |
| Everything every day | |
| That' s been scraping away | |
| At the side of my brain | |
| Can' t come to form a thought except... | |
| All of the thoughts I think I' ve saved | |
| Here for days that remain | |
| Just keep eating away | |
| I still can' t sleep I sing... | |
| We' re going to make plans | |
| We have plans to make plans | |
| We' re going to do it right | |
| We' ve locked it in our sights | |
| I' ll ladeeda they can dumdeeday | |
| We' ll tralala all night and day we' ll go far | |
| If I write enough | |
| think about it it' ll happen | |
| It' s not as tough as mom said | |
| As it so happens | |
| Your analyst lied to you when | |
| She told you the truth | |
| About boys, fear, open sores | |
| Things that are simple | |
| Like opening doors | |
| All the thoughts I think I' ve saved here | |
| For days that remain | |
| Just eat eat eat away | |
| I still can' t sleep sing |
| zuò qǔ : Born Ruffians | |
| I' m frustrated with myself | |
| But I can' t change | |
| I don' t want to be me anymore | |
| All of the tics tocs clicks of clocks | |
| That tell the time tell me this is just a phase | |
| Everything every day | |
| That' s been scraping away | |
| At the side of my brain | |
| Can' t come to form a thought except... | |
| All the thoughts I think I' ve saved | |
| Here for days that remain | |
| Just keep eating away | |
| I still can' t sleep sing... | |
| Why can' t you tell me what I wanna hear | |
| To help me get some rest | |
| Oh my darling dear? | |
| The songs of the birds | |
| Don' t bring calmness no more | |
| Oh no, no they don' t sing | |
| None of the girls seem to think you' re cool | |
| It' s probably because you smell bad | |
| A skin disease won' t get you | |
| Nowhere these days | |
| It' s true, it' s sad but true | |
| Everything every day | |
| That' s been scraping away | |
| At the side of my brain | |
| Can' t come to form a thought except... | |
| All of the thoughts I think I' ve saved | |
| Here for days that remain | |
| Just keep eating away | |
| I still can' t sleep I sing... | |
| We' re going to make plans | |
| We have plans to make plans | |
| We' re going to do it right | |
| We' ve locked it in our sights | |
| I' ll ladeeda they can dumdeeday | |
| We' ll tralala all night and day we' ll go far | |
| If I write enough | |
| think about it it' ll happen | |
| It' s not as tough as mom said | |
| As it so happens | |
| Your analyst lied to you when | |
| She told you the truth | |
| About boys, fear, open sores | |
| Things that are simple | |
| Like opening doors | |
| All the thoughts I think I' ve saved here | |
| For days that remain | |
| Just eat eat eat away | |
| I still can' t sleep sing |
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