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AZH Podcast – The National

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Mistaken For Strangers

You have to do it running but you do everything that they ask you to
Cause you don’t mind seeing yourself in a picture
As long as you look faraway, as long as you look removed
Showered and blue-blazered, fill yourself with quarters
Showered and blue-blazered, fill yourself with quarters

You get mistaken for strangers by your own friends
When you pass them at night under the silvery, silvery citibank lights
Arm in arm in arm and eyes and eyes glazing under
Oh you wouldn’t want an angel watching over
Surprise, surprise they wouldn’t wannna watch
Another uninnocent, elegant fall into the unmagnificent lives of adults

Make up something to believe in your heart of hearts
So you have something to wear on your sleeve of sleeves
So you swear you just saw a feathery woman
Carry a blindfolded man through the trees
Showered and blue-blazered, fill yourself with quarters
Showered and blue-blazered, fill yourself with quarters

You get mistaken for strangers by your own friends
When you pass them at night under the silvery, silvery citibank lights
Arm in arm in arm and eyes and eyes glazing under
Oh you wouldn’t want an angel watching over
Surprise, surprise they wouldn’t wannna watch
Another uninnocent, elegant fall into the unmagnificent lives of adults

You get mistaken for strangers by your own friends
When you pass them at night under the silvery, silvery citibank lights
Arm in arm in arm and eyes and eyes glazing under
Oh you wouldn’t want an angel watching over
Surprise, surprise they wouldn’t wannna watch
Another uninnocent, elegant fall into the unmagnificent lives of adults

(альбом Boxer, 2007 рік)

 

Bitters And Absolut

Sweetie, you don’t look so good
Your bottom lip is bleeding.
I cut it on your collarbone
Go on, go back to sleep.

Sugar, who were you thinking of?
You woke me with your breathing.
Honey, how am i supposed to tell?

If i were a spy in the world inside your head
Would i be your wife in a better life you led?

Thought i saw you on the stairs
Of this american century.
I went up through all the years
You were years ahead of me.
Remember when you dipped your hand?
I never saw it coming.
You took the wind out of me.

If i were a spy in the world inside your head
Would i be your wife in the better life you led?

I’d do you better than you do
I’d do you better than you ever will
When i am on bitters and absolut.

If i were a spy in the world inside your head
Would i be your wife in a better life you led?

I’d do you better than you do
I’d do you better than you ever will.

When i am on bitters and absolut.

(альбом The National, 2001)

 

Fashion Coat

In a fashion coat I float down my city
Don’t you think I look pretty anymore
I’ll do everything to you but I can hardly come
Cause I’m so afraid of you falling

I die fast in this city
outside I die slow

I’m not stupid I swear
I read the foreign news to understand my nation
You get two options in The You Estates
Black city bloodbath or white country rape

I die fast in this city
outside I die slow
I die fast in this city
outside I die slow

Everywhere I am is just another thing without you in it
(repeat)
(з альбому Sad Songs For Dirty Lovers, 2003)

 

Secret Meeting

I think this place is full of spies
I think they’re onto me
Didn’t anybody, didn’t anybody tell you
Didn’t anybody tell you how to gracefully disappear in a room
I know you put in the hours to keep me in sunglasses, I know

And so and now I’m sorry I missed you
I had a secret meeting in the basement of my brain
It went the dull and wicked ordinary way
It went the dull and wicked ordinary way
And now I’m sorry I missed you
I had a secret meeting in the basement of my brain

I think this place is full of spies
I think I’m ruined
Didn’t anybody, didn’t anybody tell you
Didn’t anybody tell you, this river’s full of lost sharks
I know you put in the hours to keep me in sunglasses, I know

And so and now I’m sorry I missed you
I had a secret meeting in the basement of my brain
It went the dull and wicked ordinary way
It went the dull and wicked ordinary way

And now I’m sorry I missed you
I had a secret meeting in the basement of my brain
And now I’m sorry I missed you
I had a secret meeting in the basement of my brain
It went the dull and wicked ordinary way
[repeat]

(альбом Alligator, 2005)

 

Val Jester

Build a fire for Val Jester
Build a room for your love
Take your time when you tell her
How she lives in your blood

You should’ve looked after her better
You should’ve looked after her more
You should’ve locked the door

Fill her coat with weapons and help her get it on
Cuz one day when she goes, she’s gone

You should’ve held on to her better
You should’ve held on to her more
You should’ve locked the door

All the most important people in New York are nineteen
All the most important people in New York
[repeat]
(з альбому Alligator, 2005)

 

Apartment Story

Be still for a second while I try and try to pin your flowers on
Can you carry my drink I have everything else
I can tie my tie all by myself
I’m getting tied, I’m forgetting why

Oh we’re so disarming darling, everything we did believe
is diving diving diving diving off the balcony
Tired and wired we ruin too easy
sleep in our clothes and wait for winter to leave

Hold ourselves together with our arms around the stereo for hours
While it sings to itself or whatever it does
when it sings to itself of its long lost loves
I’m getting tied, I’m forgetting why

Tired and wired we ruin too easy
sleep in our clothes and wait for winter to leave
but I’ll be with you behind the couch when they come
on a different day just like this one

We’ll stay inside til somebody finds us
do whatever the TV tells us
stay inside our rosy-minded fuzz for days
We’ll stay inside til somebody finds us
do whatever the TV tells us
stay inside our rosy-minded fuzz

so worry not
all things are well
we’ll be alright
we have our looks and perfume

stay inside til somebody finds us
do whatever the TV tells us
stay inside our rosy-minded fuzz

so worry not
all things are well
we’ll be alright
we have our looks and perfume on

(Boxer, 2007)

 

Green Gloves

Falling out of touch with all my
friends are somewhere getting wasted,
hope they’re staying glued together,
I have arms for them.

Take another sip of them,
it floats around and takes me over
like a little drop of ink in a glass of water

Get inside their clothes
with my green gloves
watch their videos, in their chairs.
Get inside their beds
with my green gloves
Get inside their heads, love their loves.

Cinderella through the room
I glide and swan cause I’m the best slow dancer
in the universe

Falling out of touch with all my
friends are somewhere getting wasted,
hope they’re staying glued together,
I have arms for them.

Get inside their clothes
with my green gloves
watch their videos, in their chairs.
Get inside their beds
with my green gloves
Get inside their heads, love their loves.

Now I hardly know them
and I’ll take my time
I’ll carry them over, and I’ll make them mine.

Get inside their clothes
with my green gloves
watch their videos, in their chairs.
Get inside their beds
with my green gloves
Get inside their heads, love their loves.
(Boxer, 2007)

 

Lit Up

My bodyguard shows her revolver to anyone who asks
And yeah she comes to attention when you come up to me too fast
For a little while you’ll be here, the only good part of me
For a little while you’ll be here

So lit up, lit up, lit up alright
I try to untie Manhattan
Lit up, lit up, lit up alright
I try to untie

You wear skirt like a flag
And everything surrounds you, and it doesn’t fade
Nothing like this sound I make
That only lasts the season
And only heard by bedroom kids who buy for that reason
Cuz you’re the low life of the party, bad blood
Bad blood for everybody
I’m in control and I believe

So lit up, lit up, lit up alright
I try to untie Manhattan
Lit up, lit up, lit up alright
I try to untie from your bad blood
From your bad blood

Cuz you’re the low life of the party, bad blood
Bad blood for everybody
I’m in control and I believe

So lit up, lit up, lit up, lit up alright
I try to untie Manhattan
Lit up, lit up, lit up, lit up alright
I try to untie

(Alligator, 2005)

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