Il testo della Seconds
Pulp
She
She used to live with his brother
Now she's an unmarried mother
With another on the way
He's second rate
Twisted out of shape
And he looks a state, it costs so much to look this rough
They go to town
They like to shop around
And look at all those things
All those things they never wanted anyway
She hates his hair
That stupid coat he wears
But sometimes second best
Is the best that you can get
Oh yes
Oh somebody told me
'cos seconds turn to hours
And the hours turn into days
But still it feels like morning
The first time leaves its trace
And then slides into second place
And still it feels like morning
At night they try to fly
Hold on tight and close their eyes
And they hit the ground in the morning
But in the morning it's raining
Oh christ you're always complaining
Can't you think of something else
It's nearly-nu
A bargain basement made for two
And if you blur your eyes
You could be anywhere
You want yourself to be
Oh yeah, it's bad
I know you want to laugh, so laugh
But sometimes second best
Is all that you can get
Oh yeah
Oh somebody told me
The seconds turn to hours
And the hours turn into days
But still it feels like morning
The first time leaves its trace
And then slides into second place
And still it feels like morning
At night they try to fly
Hold on tight and close their eyes
And they hit the ground in the morning
But you're so perfect you don't interest me at all
You're golden boy fell down
Don't you know he hasn't got a personality?
And i know he said he'd last all night then gave you seconds
Yeah
The seconds turn to hours
And the hours turn into days
But still it feels like morning
The first time leaves its trace
And then slides into second place
And still it feels like morning
At night they try to fly
Hold on tight and close their eyes
And they hit the ground in the morning
My god they're still alive
They got it wrong but they still tried
And they made it through to the morning
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