Текст песни Gatherer Jones Beach

Pulled an all -nighter with the good
old boys , with a turn of the key we
took over the world and we drove
straight through the island . Pulled
out the cork just to empty the
wine. James didn't care how we
ended that night . No, we' re not
ever stopping . Let the tank run
empty. You won 't take this from
me ; Nothing ever compares to the
nights that we felt alive. Its been so
long since that Long Island
sunrise . Desperate to find the
words to keep us alive . Closer to
death than ever before .
Grandfather's whiskey to keep us
warm. We 're four fucked boys in
plastic doors . Basic pawns at the
end of the world . We 're kings
amongst the damned , beggars
and sinners . Scraping at our
pennies just to pay for our dinner .
Spending all my days with the film
school crew, I heard about your
family , the shit your going
through . It seems bad. At least
you've got a good girl who will see
you through. I cant do much,
good luck to you. Keep your head
up hide though your hearts in the
ground. I' ll give you a call the next
time I'm around.