Testo della canzone St. Nazaire (Pixies), tratta dall'album Beneath the Eyrie
St. Nazaire - Pixies
Down at the rocks at St. Nazaire
I drank a bottle and a fuck me prayer
I washed out with the greasy tide
I went down on the Selkie bride
Her daddy's dead and her eyes are black
Smells like spliff and Armagnac
She lost her coat but I like her style
She lost her head but I like her smile
I'm all done talking to you, oh
And I don't wanna be true, oh
I'm all done talking to you
I drank a bottle and a fuck me prayer
Down at the rocks at St. Nazaire
Her daddy's dead and her eyes are black
I washed out, never going back
I'm all done talking to you, oh
And I don't wanna be true, no
I'm done with talking to you
I'm all done talking to you, oh
And I don't wanna be true, no
I'm done with talking to you
I drank a bottle and a fuck me prayer
I washed out with the greasy tide
I went down on the Selkie bride
Her daddy's dead and her eyes are black
Smells like spliff and Armagnac
She lost her coat but I like her style
She lost her head but I like her smile
I'm all done talking to you, oh
And I don't wanna be true, oh
I'm all done talking to you
I drank a bottle and a fuck me prayer
Down at the rocks at St. Nazaire
Her daddy's dead and her eyes are black
I washed out, never going back
I'm all done talking to you, oh
And I don't wanna be true, no
I'm done with talking to you
I'm all done talking to you, oh
And I don't wanna be true, no
I'm done with talking to you
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Writer(s): Charles Thompson
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