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You Will Never Work in Television Again - Dansk Oversættelse by Sanderlei - The Smile 「Lyrics」

(Thom Yorke, Jonny Greenwood, Tom Skinner) | Fear not my love, he's a fat fucking mist
Young bones spat out, girls slitting their wrists
Curtain calling for the kiss, from the nursery rhyme
Behind some rocks, underneath some bridge


You Will Never Work in Television Again 「Lyrics」 - The Smile

(Thom Yorke, Jonny Greenwood, Tom Skinner) | Fear not my love, he's a fat fucking mist
Young bones spat out, girls slitting their wrists
Curtain calling for the kiss, from the nursery rhyme
Behind some rocks, underneath some bridge
Some gangster troll promising the moon

Yeah right
Sleep tight
All night

[Verse 2]
Some kid, in golden chains, two slippery ropes
A lonely stitch, left to be unpicked, including my left foot


Let the lights down low, bunga bunga or
You'll never work in television again

Yeah right

[Verse 3]
He chews 'em up, he spits 'em out
It's whatshisname, the genie man
Mechanical, mechanical
All those beautiful young hopes and dreams
Devoured by those evil eyes and those piggy limbs
You sad fuck, you throw small change
Take your dirty hands off my love


[Outro]
Heaven knows where else you've been
Heaven knows where else you've been
Heaven knows where else you've been
Heaven knows where else you've been
Heaven knows where else you've been


You Will Never Work in Television Again - Dansk Oversættelse by Sanderlei - The Smile 「Lyrics」


Frygt ikke min kærlighed, han er en fed fedt tåge
Unge knogler spyttede ud, piger slår deres håndled
Gardin kalder for kyset, fra børnehave rim
Bag nogle klipper, under nogle bro
Nogle gangster troll lovende månen

Yeah sikkert


Sov godt
Hele natten

[Vers 2]
Nogle børn, i gyldne kæder, to glatte reb
En ensom søm, venstre for at være unpicked, herunder min venstre fod
Lad lysene ned lave, bunga bunga eller
Du vil aldrig arbejde i fjernsyn igen

Yeah sikkert

[Vers 3]
Han tygger dem op, spytter han ud
Det er whatshisname, Genie Man


Mekanisk, mekanisk
Alle de smukke unge forhåbninger og drømme
Fortæret af de onde øjne og de piggy lemmer
Du trist fuck, du smider lille forandring
Tag dine beskidte hænder af min kærlighed

[Outro]
Himlen ved, hvor ellers du har været
Himlen ved, hvor ellers du har været
Himlen ved, hvor ellers du har været
Himlen ved, hvor ellers du har været
Himlen ved, hvor ellers du har været