Now that it's been a while
Somehow come back in style
You smile at me
I hear the trash collectors at night
Drunk romance, soft forgiving lights
It's all the same
Fifties, sixties, seventies
Now art films burnt into our brow
If it's all the same to you
I'm going home [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/k/kind_of_like_spitting/untitled.html ]
