[00:00.00] 作曲 : Stephen Malkmus
[00:01.49]Go back to those gold sounds
[00:03.05]And keep my advent to yourself
[00:07.08]Because it's nothing I don't like
[00:10.96]Is it a crisis or a boring change
[00:13.82]When it's central, so essential
[00:17.44]It has a nice ring when you laugh
[00:20.63]At the low life opinions
[00:24.24]And they're coming to the chorus now
[00:27.74]I keep my address to yourself cause we need secrets
[00:31.91]We need secrets, crets, crets, crets, crets, crets back right now
[00:39.59]Because I never wanna make you feel
[00:42.97]That you're social
[00:44.46]Never ignorant soul
[00:46.70]Beilive in what you wanna do
[00:50.45]And do you think that is a major flaw
[00:52.82]When they rise up in the falling rain
[00:56.37]And if you stay around with your knuckles ground down
[00:59.93]The trial's over and the weapon's found
[01:02.49]Keep my address to myself cause it's secrets; 'cause it's secrect, cret, cret, cret…
[01:11.80]
[01:15.23]Back right now
[01:56.22]So drunk in the August sun
[01:58.71]And you're the kind of girl I like
[02:02.03]Because you're empty and I'm empty
[02:05.65]And you can never quarantine the past
[02:08.44]Did you remember in December
[02:11.88]That I won't need you when I'm gone
[02:15.19]And if I go there, I won't stay there
[02:18.76]Because I'm sitting here too long
[02:21.63]I've been sitting here too long
[02:24.50]And I've been wasted
[02:26.30]Advocating that word for the last word
[02:29.05]Last words come up, all you've got to waste

作曲 : Stephen Malkmus
Go back to those gold sounds
And keep my advent to yourself
Because it's nothing I don't like
Is it a crisis or a boring change
When it's central, so essential
It has a nice ring when you laugh
At the low life opinions
And they're coming to the chorus now
I keep my address to yourself cause we need secrets
We need secrets, crets, crets, crets, crets, crets back right now
Because I never wanna make you feel
That you're social
Never ignorant soul
Beilive in what you wanna do
And do you think that is a major flaw
When they rise up in the falling rain
And if you stay around with your knuckles ground down
The trial's over and the weapon's found
Keep my address to myself cause it's secrets; 'cause it's secrect, cret, cret, cret…
Back right now
So drunk in the August sun
And you're the kind of girl I like
Because you're empty and I'm empty
And you can never quarantine the past
Did you remember in December
That I won't need you when I'm gone
And if I go there, I won't stay there
Because I'm sitting here too long
I've been sitting here too long
And I've been wasted
Advocating that word for the last word
Last words come up, all you've got to waste