Lyrics Graham Coxon – Advice
Text:
Why can’t you realize, just get more paralyzed
Then get the rabble round and shoot the arrows out
Go write a new song (you’re so discerning)
Fall out of my tongue (it’s quite determined)
Just keep on playing the groovy records till the morning
Disjoint the pint, just shut the point
Tough break, man, it’s not enough
Completely tough, fucking enough
You mind me standing here, talk through your adenoids
They’re sharpening their knives, a pull before you rise
I wrote a new song (while I was touring)
Man, it was no fun (totally boring)
Don’t think of singing till you see the white eye
Turn up the fuzz and dull your senses till the morning
Why can’t you realize, just get more paralyzed
I’m feeling pretty much back where I started
And it’s quite concerning me
Someone gonna give you advice till the morning
Giving you continual advice until the morning
Someone gonna give you advice till the morning
Giving you continual advice until the morning
Someone gonna give you advice till the morning
Giving you continual advice until the morning
Someone gonna give you advice till the morning
Giving you continual advice until the morning
Someone gonna give you advice till the morning
Giving you continual advice until the morning
Someone gonna give you advice till the morning
Just push it to the back of my mind
Just push it to the back of my mind
Extend to the back of my mind
Extend to the back of my mind
Extend to the back of my mind
Extend to the back of my mind
Extend to the back of my mind
