Onsind - Scenes From A Shit Italian Restaurant lyrics
[Onsind - Scenes From A Shit Italian Restaurant lyrics]
I took a drive tonight
I drove past all the houses of
The friends I had in school and it was sad
12 years of hard learnt lessons in
An hour seems so cruel
It took an awful lot of courage
But I smiled on my way back
One big housing estate
One thousand cul-de-sacs
I’m not the sort of person to get impatient
When needlessly delayed by the traffic lights
On a frosty evening, you take it steady
'Cause to go like that would just be trite
Faulty speakers kill the lower frequencies
Reminds me of the tape deck that
We tampered with that night
But today the photos fade like my affinity
And the songs that last the
Longest mean the least
So here’s a doll, and here’s a map, please
Point to where she touched you
Point to where I touched you
And then where you
Want to go 'Cause there’s petrol in the car
And I’m in that sort of mood
A chance to relearn all those stupid
Songs we used to know
Like the one about the two old friends
Who end up going off to war
A broken hi-fi spewing tired analogies
And nothing more
Faulty speakers kill the lower frequencies
Reminds me of the tape deck that
We tampered with that night
But today the photos fade like my affinity
And the songs that last the
Longest mean the least
Some old song comes on the radio
A song that’s kit'sch and
Meaningless that everybody knows
So between you and me, this means nothing
And between you and me, this means nothing
I drove past all the houses of
The friends I had in school and it was sad
12 years of hard learnt lessons in
An hour seems so cruel
It took an awful lot of courage
But I smiled on my way back
One big housing estate
One thousand cul-de-sacs
I’m not the sort of person to get impatient
When needlessly delayed by the traffic lights
On a frosty evening, you take it steady
'Cause to go like that would just be trite
Faulty speakers kill the lower frequencies
Reminds me of the tape deck that
We tampered with that night
But today the photos fade like my affinity
And the songs that last the
Longest mean the least
So here’s a doll, and here’s a map, please
Point to where she touched you
Point to where I touched you
And then where you
Want to go 'Cause there’s petrol in the car
And I’m in that sort of mood
A chance to relearn all those stupid
Songs we used to know
Like the one about the two old friends
Who end up going off to war
A broken hi-fi spewing tired analogies
And nothing more
Faulty speakers kill the lower frequencies
Reminds me of the tape deck that
We tampered with that night
But today the photos fade like my affinity
And the songs that last the
Longest mean the least
Some old song comes on the radio
A song that’s kit'sch and
Meaningless that everybody knows
So between you and me, this means nothing
And between you and me, this means nothing