I've Got Your Number

"Throwing advice like grenades at the table
You're spinning your wisdom in stories that change
Your lies are fluorescent my babyfaced angel
Grow a fucking heart love

I know what you have done."

Elbow: I've Got Your Number

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Crawling with Idiot

"It's crawling with idiot
I'm itching to leave
I'm soft with fatigue, I need something,

You're blue collar pride
And you're loose cotton cool
You're wilting a little
Nothing grows down here..."

 

Elbow: Crawling with Idiot
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