Styrofoam Plates Lyrics

Song	Styrofoam Plates
Artist	Death Cab for Cutie
Album	The Photo Album
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[00:00.00]	作词 : Gibbard, Harmer, Walla
[00:00.47]	There's a saltwater film
[00:03.03]	on the jar of your ashes
[00:05.72]	I threw them to sea
[00:08.41]	but a gust blew them backwards
[00:10.91]	and the sting in my eyes
[00:14.65]	which you then inflicted
[00:15.97]	was par for the course
[00:17.91]	just as when you were living
[00:21.16]	It's no stretch to say
[00:23.41]	you were not quite a father
[00:25.97]	but a donor of seeds
[00:28.59]	to a poor single mother
[00:30.97]	that would raise us alone
[00:34.18]	we never saw the money
[00:35.80]	that went down your throat
[00:37.93]	through the hole in your belly
[00:42.44]
[01:01.85]	Thirteen years old
[01:03.11]	in the suburbs of Denver
[01:05.48]	standing in line
[01:10.10]	for Thanksgiving dinner
[01:11.04]	at the Catholic church
[01:12.29]	the servers wore crosses
[01:16.04]	to shield from the sufferance
[01:18.42]	plaguing the others
[01:22.17]	Styrofoam plates, cafeteria tables
[01:24.60]	charity reeks of cheap wine and pity
[01:29.41]	and I'm thinking of you
[01:35.22]	I do every year
[01:40.54]	When we count all our blessings
[01:42.42]	And wonder what we're doing here.
[01:56.70]
[03:34.14]	You're a disgrace
[03:34.76]	to the concept of family
[03:35.63]	the priest won't divulge
[03:36.58]	that fact in his homily
[03:38.57]	and I'll stand up and scream
[03:39.64]	if the mourning remain quiet
[03:40.58]	you can deck out a lie
[03:43.38]	in a suit but I won't buy it
[03:45.76]	I won't join in the procession
[03:48.20]	that's speaking their peace
[03:50.38]	using five-dollar words
[03:51.82]	while praising his integrity
[03:56.15]	and just 'cause he's gone
[03:57.96]	it doesn't change the fact
[04:00.34]	he was a bastard in life
[04:02.96]	thus a bastard in death

[00:00.00]	zuo ci : Gibbard, Harmer, Walla
[00:00.47]	There' s a saltwater film
[00:03.03]	on the jar of your ashes
[00:05.72]	I threw them to sea
[00:08.41]	but a gust blew them backwards
[00:10.91]	and the sting in my eyes
[00:14.65]	which you then inflicted
[00:15.97]	was par for the course
[00:17.91]	just as when you were living
[00:21.16]	It' s no stretch to say
[00:23.41]	you were not quite a father
[00:25.97]	but a donor of seeds
[00:28.59]	to a poor single mother
[00:30.97]	that would raise us alone
[00:34.18]	we never saw the money
[00:35.80]	that went down your throat
[00:37.93]	through the hole in your belly
[00:42.44]
[01:01.85]	Thirteen years old
[01:03.11]	in the suburbs of Denver
[01:05.48]	standing in line
[01:10.10]	for Thanksgiving dinner
[01:11.04]	at the Catholic church
[01:12.29]	the servers wore crosses
[01:16.04]	to shield from the sufferance
[01:18.42]	plaguing the others
[01:22.17]	Styrofoam plates, cafeteria tables
[01:24.60]	charity reeks of cheap wine and pity
[01:29.41]	and I' m thinking of you
[01:35.22]	I do every year
[01:40.54]	When we count all our blessings
[01:42.42]	And wonder what we' re doing here.
[01:56.70]
[03:34.14]	You' re a disgrace
[03:34.76]	to the concept of family
[03:35.63]	the priest won' t divulge
[03:36.58]	that fact in his homily
[03:38.57]	and I' ll stand up and scream
[03:39.64]	if the mourning remain quiet
[03:40.58]	you can deck out a lie
[03:43.38]	in a suit but I won' t buy it
[03:45.76]	I won' t join in the procession
[03:48.20]	that' s speaking their peace
[03:50.38]	using fivedollar words
[03:51.82]	while praising his integrity
[03:56.15]	and just ' cause he' s gone
[03:57.96]	it doesn' t change the fact
[04:00.34]	he was a bastard in life
[04:02.96]	thus a bastard in death

[00:00.00]	zuò cí : Gibbard, Harmer, Walla
[00:00.47]	There' s a saltwater film
[00:03.03]	on the jar of your ashes
[00:05.72]	I threw them to sea
[00:08.41]	but a gust blew them backwards
[00:10.91]	and the sting in my eyes
[00:14.65]	which you then inflicted
[00:15.97]	was par for the course
[00:17.91]	just as when you were living
[00:21.16]	It' s no stretch to say
[00:23.41]	you were not quite a father
[00:25.97]	but a donor of seeds
[00:28.59]	to a poor single mother
[00:30.97]	that would raise us alone
[00:34.18]	we never saw the money
[00:35.80]	that went down your throat
[00:37.93]	through the hole in your belly
[00:42.44]
[01:01.85]	Thirteen years old
[01:03.11]	in the suburbs of Denver
[01:05.48]	standing in line
[01:10.10]	for Thanksgiving dinner
[01:11.04]	at the Catholic church
[01:12.29]	the servers wore crosses
[01:16.04]	to shield from the sufferance
[01:18.42]	plaguing the others
[01:22.17]	Styrofoam plates, cafeteria tables
[01:24.60]	charity reeks of cheap wine and pity
[01:29.41]	and I' m thinking of you
[01:35.22]	I do every year
[01:40.54]	When we count all our blessings
[01:42.42]	And wonder what we' re doing here.
[01:56.70]
[03:34.14]	You' re a disgrace
[03:34.76]	to the concept of family
[03:35.63]	the priest won' t divulge
[03:36.58]	that fact in his homily
[03:38.57]	and I' ll stand up and scream
[03:39.64]	if the mourning remain quiet
[03:40.58]	you can deck out a lie
[03:43.38]	in a suit but I won' t buy it
[03:45.76]	I won' t join in the procession
[03:48.20]	that' s speaking their peace
[03:50.38]	using fivedollar words
[03:51.82]	while praising his integrity
[03:56.15]	and just ' cause he' s gone
[03:57.96]	it doesn' t change the fact
[04:00.34]	he was a bastard in life
[04:02.96]	thus a bastard in death

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