BELLE & SEBASTIAN - The Boy With The Arab Strap lyrics
rate meA mile and a half on a bus takes a long time<br>The odour of old prison food takes a long time to pass you by<br>When you've been inside<br>Day upon day of this wandering gets you down<br>Nobody gives you a chance or a dollar in this old town<br><br>Hovering silence from you is a giveaway<br>Squalor and smoke's not your style<br>I don't like this place<br>We better go<br>Then I compare notes with your older sister<br>I am a lazy gett, she is as pure as the cold driven snow<br>She accepts my confession<br><br>What did you learn from your time in the solitary<br>Cell of your mind? <br>There was noises, distractions from anything good<br>And the old prison food<br>Colour my life with the chaos of trouble<br>Cause anything's better than posh isolation<br>1 missed the bus<br>You were laid on your back<br>With the boy from the arab strap<br>With the boy from the arab strap<br><br>It's something to speak of the way you are feeling<br>To crowds there assembled<br>Do you ever feel you have gone too far? <br>Everyone suffers in silence a burden<br>The man who drives minicabs down in old compton<br>The asian man<br>With his love hate affair<br>With his racist clientele<br><br>A central location for you is a must<br>As you stagger about making free with your lewd and lascivious boasts<br>We know you are soft cause we've all seen you dancing<br>We know you are hard cause we all saw you drinking from noon<br>Until noon again<br>You're the boy with the filthy laugh<br>You're the boy with the arab strap<br><br>Strapped to the table with suits from the shelter shop<br>Comic celebrity takes a back seat as the cigarette catches<br>And sets off the smoke alarm<br>What do you make of the cool set in london? <br>You're constantly updating your hit parade of your ten biggest wanks<br>She's a waitress and she's got style<br>Sunday bathtime could take a while
