Difference between revisions of "Lyrics:Your Racist Friend"

From This Might Be A Wiki
m (Reformatted Lyrics)
(the 1988 thing was just a temporary hack when the Year field still said Written In)
 
(11 intermediate revisions by 6 users not shown)
Line 1: Line 1:
{{Lyrics Header|[[They Might Be Giants]]|[[1990]]}}<pre class="lyrics-table">This is where the party ends
+
{{Lyrics|
 +
This is where the party ends
 
I can't stand here listening to you
 
I can't stand here listening to you
 
And your racist friend
 
And your racist friend
Line 8: Line 9:
 
It was the loveliest party that I've ever attended
 
It was the loveliest party that I've ever attended
 
If anything was broken I'm sure it could be mended
 
If anything was broken I'm sure it could be mended
My head can't tolerate* this bobbing and pretending
+
My head can't tolerate this bobbing and pretending
 
Listen to some bullet-head and the madness that he's saying
 
Listen to some bullet-head and the madness that he's saying
  
Line 36: Line 37:
 
But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you
 
But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you
 
And your racist friend
 
And your racist friend
 
+
}}
 
+
*Sometimes replaced with "my head is tired of"
+
</pre>
+
{{Lyrics Footer}}
+

Latest revision as of 08:33, 19 January 2014

Your Racist Friend
By: They Might Be Giants
Year: 1990

This is where the party ends I can't stand here listening to you And your racist friend I know politics bore you But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you And your racist friend

It was the loveliest party that I've ever attended If anything was broken I'm sure it could be mended My head can't tolerate this bobbing and pretending Listen to some bullet-head and the madness that he's saying

This is where the party ends I'll just sit here wondering how you Can stand by your racist friend I know politics bore you But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you You and your racist friend

This is where the party ends I can't stand here listening to you And your racist friend I know politics bore you But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you And your racist friend

Out from the kitchen to the bedroom to the hallway Your friend apologizes, he could see it my way He let the contents of the bottle do the thinking Can't shake the devil's hand and say you're only kidding

This is where the party ends I can't stand here listening to you And your racist friend I know politics bore you But I feel like a hypocrite talking to you And your racist friend