The Garfield El Lyrics

Song	The Garfield El
Artist	The Fiery Furnaces
Album	Rehearsing My Choir
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	作曲 : Friedberger
	The Garfield
	El Faster, hammers
	Faster, hammers
	Churn and turn into my late train to my lost love
	Ring away today, stick, bruise into my felt, or so
	I felt I found a skeleton tooth in the junk drawer
	And I mean to open the folding green and white door
	And take a late train to my lost love.
	Faster, hammers!
	Faster, hammers!
	Listen to those dead pianos, pins stuck in their hearts
	Clang tap bell pedal down dead wood chipped and dull dark steel
	Rattling and chattering and chilly on a damp
	November afternoon
	On tracks one and two
	And twelve and thirteen
	On that ribbon spinning and computer colors.
	Tick tacks on round wire
	Spun steel spark on three rail thin lines
	See a minor, a little girl
	Ask if she would like for instance some fudge
	But I didn't budge, and said
	I didn't care
	I wanted to sit, and
	I wanted to stare
	Spin steel, tick tack on three little strings made three little rails made one note clunk
	Three rails squeaking and sputtering down the west side
	I found a skeleton tooth in the junk drawer and
	I mean to open the folding green and white door
	And take a late train to my lost love
	Faster, hammers!
	Faster, hammers!
	Chatter down the tracks, you thumb tack smiley skull teeth
	Ticking five dollar throwaway pianos past
	A late train to my lost love
	Listen to those dead pianos, pins stuck in their hearts
	Clang tap bell pedal down dead wood chipped and dull dark steel
	Rattling and chattering and chilly on a damp
	November afternoon
	On tracks one and two
	And twelve and thirteen
	On that ribbon spinning and computer colors.
	Tick tacks on round wire
	Spun steel spark on three rail thin lines
	Late, by act of
	Congress and blue all the way to
	Forest Park,
	And this ribbon spinning and computer color
	Into a public transport for everyone to hear and get on track
	And back to my lost love
	Faster, hammers!
	Faster, hammers!
	We're almost there
	Faster, hammers!
	We're almost there
	I'd like to tell you a story, kids but instead
	I'll change the subject
	Listen to this tune, it sounds like a condolence card
	Bought at the last minute for someone you can't stand
	For someone you never liked
	And isn't it cute
	La la la...
	Listen to this tune
	I'm playing now, kids
	Does it seem sad
	Does it remind you of when

	zuo qu : Friedberger
	The Garfield
	El Faster, hammers
	Faster, hammers
	Churn and turn into my late train to my lost love
	Ring away today, stick, bruise into my felt, or so
	I felt I found a skeleton tooth in the junk drawer
	And I mean to open the folding green and white door
	And take a late train to my lost love.
	Faster, hammers!
	Faster, hammers!
	Listen to those dead pianos, pins stuck in their hearts
	Clang tap bell pedal down dead wood chipped and dull dark steel
	Rattling and chattering and chilly on a damp
	November afternoon
	On tracks one and two
	And twelve and thirteen
	On that ribbon spinning and computer colors.
	Tick tacks on round wire
	Spun steel spark on three rail thin lines
	See a minor, a little girl
	Ask if she would like for instance some fudge
	But I didn' t budge, and said
	I didn' t care
	I wanted to sit, and
	I wanted to stare
	Spin steel, tick tack on three little strings made three little rails made one note clunk
	Three rails squeaking and sputtering down the west side
	I found a skeleton tooth in the junk drawer and
	I mean to open the folding green and white door
	And take a late train to my lost love
	Faster, hammers!
	Faster, hammers!
	Chatter down the tracks, you thumb tack smiley skull teeth
	Ticking five dollar throwaway pianos past
	A late train to my lost love
	Listen to those dead pianos, pins stuck in their hearts
	Clang tap bell pedal down dead wood chipped and dull dark steel
	Rattling and chattering and chilly on a damp
	November afternoon
	On tracks one and two
	And twelve and thirteen
	On that ribbon spinning and computer colors.
	Tick tacks on round wire
	Spun steel spark on three rail thin lines
	Late, by act of
	Congress and blue all the way to
	Forest Park,
	And this ribbon spinning and computer color
	Into a public transport for everyone to hear and get on track
	And back to my lost love
	Faster, hammers!
	Faster, hammers!
	We' re almost there
	Faster, hammers!
	We' re almost there
	I' d like to tell you a story, kids but instead
	I' ll change the subject
	Listen to this tune, it sounds like a condolence card
	Bought at the last minute for someone you can' t stand
	For someone you never liked
	And isn' t it cute
	La la la...
	Listen to this tune
	I' m playing now, kids
	Does it seem sad
	Does it remind you of when

	zuò qǔ : Friedberger
	The Garfield
	El Faster, hammers
	Faster, hammers
	Churn and turn into my late train to my lost love
	Ring away today, stick, bruise into my felt, or so
	I felt I found a skeleton tooth in the junk drawer
	And I mean to open the folding green and white door
	And take a late train to my lost love.
	Faster, hammers!
	Faster, hammers!
	Listen to those dead pianos, pins stuck in their hearts
	Clang tap bell pedal down dead wood chipped and dull dark steel
	Rattling and chattering and chilly on a damp
	November afternoon
	On tracks one and two
	And twelve and thirteen
	On that ribbon spinning and computer colors.
	Tick tacks on round wire
	Spun steel spark on three rail thin lines
	See a minor, a little girl
	Ask if she would like for instance some fudge
	But I didn' t budge, and said
	I didn' t care
	I wanted to sit, and
	I wanted to stare
	Spin steel, tick tack on three little strings made three little rails made one note clunk
	Three rails squeaking and sputtering down the west side
	I found a skeleton tooth in the junk drawer and
	I mean to open the folding green and white door
	And take a late train to my lost love
	Faster, hammers!
	Faster, hammers!
	Chatter down the tracks, you thumb tack smiley skull teeth
	Ticking five dollar throwaway pianos past
	A late train to my lost love
	Listen to those dead pianos, pins stuck in their hearts
	Clang tap bell pedal down dead wood chipped and dull dark steel
	Rattling and chattering and chilly on a damp
	November afternoon
	On tracks one and two
	And twelve and thirteen
	On that ribbon spinning and computer colors.
	Tick tacks on round wire
	Spun steel spark on three rail thin lines
	Late, by act of
	Congress and blue all the way to
	Forest Park,
	And this ribbon spinning and computer color
	Into a public transport for everyone to hear and get on track
	And back to my lost love
	Faster, hammers!
	Faster, hammers!
	We' re almost there
	Faster, hammers!
	We' re almost there
	I' d like to tell you a story, kids but instead
	I' ll change the subject
	Listen to this tune, it sounds like a condolence card
	Bought at the last minute for someone you can' t stand
	For someone you never liked
	And isn' t it cute
	La la la...
	Listen to this tune
	I' m playing now, kids
	Does it seem sad
	Does it remind you of when

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