Teksty: Broken Social Scene. Bodhi Sappy Weekend.

With the pressure kids
And the master fade
Take the temperature
Well please don't scratch me out

We will close at five
Guess we both can wait
I built enough for sure
Please don't scratch me out

And the laugh lines
Live below the waist
It's a capture of
Please don't scratch me out




You can fuss and fight
You can figure it
And don't look first
Please don't scratch me out

And all the men arive
And all the women leave
This blood isn't yours
Please don't scratch me out

This is real life
That we celebrate
And with such a mouth
Please don't scratch me out