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The grave diggers getting stuck in the machine
Pickings getting slim, slimmer
I hear them say my name
Regin-ah, regin-ah, regin-a-ah
Yes I'm putting the boulder to my ear
And I still can't hear
Whadya think I was an amateur
Playin' with my temperature...
If I hear another song about angels
If I see another feather on the dumb-box
I'm gonna go to Babylon and get me some whiskey
Gonna go to Babylon and get me some whiskey now...
If I hear another song about angels
If I see another feather on the dumb-box
I'm gonna go to Babylon and get me some whiskey now
get me some whiskey
get me some whiskey
get me some whiskey now
My name is Lucille and I know how you feel
I live downstairs
I hear you taking out your garbage
I hear you loving your girlfriend
I hear you loving yourself too
I hear you flushing your toilet
I hear you turning your thoughts off
I turn mine off too
The only thing I hear is you
And you don't sound nice and you don't sound right
And you don't sound good and you don't sound right
My name is Lucille and I know how you feel
I live downstairs
I hear you taking out your garbage
I hear you loving your girlfriend
I hear you loving yourself too
I hear you turning your thoughts off
I hear you turning your thoughts off
And it get's quiet...
Pavlov's daughter woke up in the morning
Heard the bell ring
And something deep inside of her made her want to salivate
So she lay there drooling on her pillow
So she lay there, the sun skimming her skin, and drooling on her pillow
Pavlov's daughter
And it was far away and hazy like a dream
Not a dream, but the ocean,
Not the ocean, but forever...
The grave diggers getting stuck in the machine
Pickings getting slim, slimmer
I hear them say my name
Regin-ah, regin-ah, regin-a-ah
Yes I'm putting the boulder to my ear
And I still can't hear
Whadya think I was an amateur
Playin' with my temperature...
If I hear another song about angels
If I see another feather on the dumb-box
I'm gonna go to Babylon and get me some whiskey
Gonna go to Babylon and get me some whiskey now...
If I hear another song about angels
If I see another feather on the dumb-box
I'm gonna go to Babylon and get me some whiskey now
get me some whiskey
get me some whiskey now
My name is Lucille and I know how you feel
I live downstairs
I hear you taking out your garbage
I hear you loving your girlfriend
I hear you loving yourself too
I hear you turning your thoughts off
I hear you turning your thoughts off
I turn mine off too
The only thing I hear is you
And you don't sound nice and you don't sound right
And you don't sound good and you don't sound right
My name is Lucille and I know how you feel
I live downstairs
I hear you taking out your garbage
I hear you loving your girlfriend
I hear you loving yourself too
I hear you turning your thoughts off
I hear you turning your thoughts off
And it gets quiet...
As quiet as an ambulance checking out the neighborhood
Waiting for the blade to slip and that final blow,
but nothing happens, it's a cruel joke
As ironic as a ticker tape parade over the rain forest,
As ironic as a ticker tape parade over my head,
As ironic as a ticker tape parade over my head going down stream...
To where...it isn't... Even... Real...rain... At...all...
Los enterradores quedar atrapado en la máquina
Ganancias adelgazaban, más delgado
Escucho decir mi nombre
Regin-ah, ah-regin, Regin-a-ah
Sí, me voy a poner la piedra a mi oído
Y yo todavía no puede oír
Whadya pensar que yo era un aficionado
Jugando con la temperatura de mi ...
Si oigo otra canción de los ángeles
Si veo otra pluma en la caja tonta-
Voy a ir a Babilonia y me un poco de whisky
Va a ir a Babilonia y me un poco de whisky ahora ...
Si oigo otra canción de los ángeles
Si veo otra pluma en la caja tonta-
Voy a ir a Babilonia y me un poco de whisky ahora
me un poco de whisky
me un poco de whisky
me un poco de whisky ahora
Mi nombre es Lucille y sé cómo te sientes
Yo vivo abajo
He oído que sacar la basura
He oído que amar a su novia
He oído que amarte a ti mismo demasiado
He oído que el lavado de su inodoro
He oído que convertir sus ideas de
Yo tengo el mío apagar demasiado
Lo único que oigo es
Y no suena bien y que no suenan bien
Y que no suenan bien y que no suenan bien
Mi nombre es Lucille y sé cómo te sientes
I l
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
Regina Spektor
Pavlov's Daughter
Pavlov's Daughter
The grave diggers getting stuck in the machine
Pickings getting slim, slimmer
I hear them say my name
Regin-ah, regin-ah, regin-a-ah
Yes I'm putting the boulder to my ear
And I still can't hear
Whadya think I was an amateur
Playin' with my temperature...
If I hear another song about angels
If I see another feather on the dumb-box
I'm gonna go to Babylon and get me some whiskey
Gonna go to Babylon and get me some whiskey now...
If I hear another song about angels
If I see another feather on the dumb-box
I'm gonna go to Babylon and get me some whiskey now
get me some whiskey
get me some whiskey
get me some whiskey now
My name is Lucille and I know how you feel
I live downstairs
I hear you taking out your garbage
I hear you loving your girlfriend
I hear you loving yourself too
I hear you flushing your toilet
I hear you turning your thoughts off
I turn mine off too
The only thing I hear is you
And you don't sound nice and you don't sound right
And you don't sound good and you don't sound right
My name is Lucille and I know how you feel
I live downstairs
I hear you taking out your garbage
I hear you loving your girlfriend
I hear you loving yourself too
I hear you turning your thoughts off
I hear you turning your thoughts off
And it get's quiet...
Pavlov's daughter woke up in the morning
Heard the bell ring
And something deep inside of her made her want to salivate
So she lay there drooling on her pillow
So she lay there, the sun skimming her skin, and drooling on her pillow
Pavlov's daughter
And it was far away and hazy like a dream
Not a dream, but the ocean,
Not the ocean, but forever...
The grave diggers getting stuck in the machine
Pickings getting slim, slimmer
I hear them say my name
Regin-ah, regin-ah, regin-a-ah
Yes I'm putting the boulder to my ear
And I still can't hear
Whadya think I was an amateur
Playin' with my temperature...
If I hear another song about angels
If I see another feather on the dumb-box
I'm gonna go to Babylon and get me some whiskey
Gonna go to Babylon and get me some whiskey now...
If I hear another song about angels
If I see another feather on the dumb-box
I'm gonna go to Babylon and get me some whiskey now
get me some whiskey
get me some whiskey now
My name is Lucille and I know how you feel
I live downstairs
I hear you taking out your garbage
I hear you loving your girlfriend
I hear you loving yourself too
I hear you turning your thoughts off
I hear you turning your thoughts off
I turn mine off too
The only thing I hear is you
And you don't sound nice and you don't sound right
And you don't sound good and you don't sound right
My name is Lucille and I know how you feel
I live downstairs
I hear you taking out your garbage
I hear you loving your girlfriend
I hear you loving yourself too
I hear you turning your thoughts off
I hear you turning your thoughts off
And it gets quiet...
As quiet as an ambulance checking out the neighborhood
Waiting for the blade to slip and that final blow,
but nothing happens, it's a cruel joke
As ironic as a ticker tape parade over the rain forest,
As ironic as a ticker tape parade over my head,
As ironic as a ticker tape parade over my head going down stream...
To where...it isn't... Even... Real...rain... At...all...
Regina Spektor
Hija de Pavlov
Hija de Pavlov
Los enterradores quedar atrapado en la máquina
Ganancias adelgazaban, más delgado
Escucho decir mi nombre
Regin-ah, ah-regin, Regin-a-ah
Sí, me voy a poner la piedra a mi oído
Y yo todavía no puede oír
Whadya pensar que yo era un aficionado
Jugando con la temperatura de mi ...
Si oigo otra canción de los ángeles
Si veo otra pluma en la caja tonta-
Voy a ir a Babilonia y me un poco de whisky
Va a ir a Babilonia y me un poco de whisky ahora ...
Si oigo otra canción de los ángeles
Si veo otra pluma en la caja tonta-
Voy a ir a Babilonia y me un poco de whisky ahora
me un poco de whisky
me un poco de whisky
me un poco de whisky ahora
Mi nombre es Lucille y sé cómo te sientes
Yo vivo abajo
He oído que sacar la basura
He oído que amar a su novia
He oído que amarte a ti mismo demasiado
He oído que el lavado de su inodoro
He oído que convertir sus ideas de
Yo tengo el mío apagar demasiado
Lo único que oigo es
Y no suena bien y que no suenan bien
Y que no suenan bien y que no suenan bien
Mi nombre es Lucille y sé cómo te sientes
I l
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
