Regina Spektor - Quarters lyrics
[Regina Spektor - Quarters lyrics]
On a subway, in a corner
Playing drums and a guitar
There’s this old man and this blonde girl
And I’ve been walking from so far
Hey, here a quarter, there a quarter
Sell your soul and buy a sin
From this lovely place you have up there
Do you see the hell they’re living inside?
And there’s this one man, he just sit's there
He doesn’t talk, he doesn’t smile
And there’s this Dunkin’ Donuts
Cup beside him
And he just eats and sleeps and nods and eats
Oh, here a quarter, there a quarter
Sell your soul and buy a sun
From that lovely place you have up there
Is it nice to sleep?
Is it nice to have sweet dreams, my friend?
And there are these men, they walk around me
They look me down and up and down and say
Hey there, you’re a sexy bitch
And I’m wondering
Why have I been walking from so far
Hey, here a quarter, there a quarter
Hey, sell your soul and buy a sin
From that lovely place you have up there
Do you see the hell they’re living inside?
Tell me, what do you see
When you’re looking down on me?
You know, there's all these paper cups
And oh, they jingle
And there's this lovely urine smell
And I would've never believed them
Even if they'd told me
That there could be so many quarters in hell
On a subway, in a corner
Playing drums and a guitar
There's this old man and this blonde girl
That had been walking from so far
Hey, here a quarter, there a quarter
Sell your soul and buy a sin
Sell and buy, sell and buy
Sell and buy a sin
Playing drums and a guitar
There’s this old man and this blonde girl
And I’ve been walking from so far
Hey, here a quarter, there a quarter
Sell your soul and buy a sin
From this lovely place you have up there
Do you see the hell they’re living inside?
And there’s this one man, he just sit's there
He doesn’t talk, he doesn’t smile
And there’s this Dunkin’ Donuts
Cup beside him
And he just eats and sleeps and nods and eats
Oh, here a quarter, there a quarter
Sell your soul and buy a sun
From that lovely place you have up there
Is it nice to sleep?
Is it nice to have sweet dreams, my friend?
And there are these men, they walk around me
They look me down and up and down and say
Hey there, you’re a sexy bitch
And I’m wondering
Why have I been walking from so far
Hey, here a quarter, there a quarter
Hey, sell your soul and buy a sin
From that lovely place you have up there
Do you see the hell they’re living inside?
Tell me, what do you see
When you’re looking down on me?
You know, there's all these paper cups
And oh, they jingle
And there's this lovely urine smell
And I would've never believed them
Even if they'd told me
That there could be so many quarters in hell
On a subway, in a corner
Playing drums and a guitar
There's this old man and this blonde girl
That had been walking from so far
Hey, here a quarter, there a quarter
Sell your soul and buy a sin
Sell and buy, sell and buy
Sell and buy a sin