The Celibate Life

The dust from a four-day affair is now landing
All over the floor and your brown legs
The glod plated legs of my rival
Whose eyes had no reason to fall.

You led no celibate life no skirt while chemicals danced on your head.
You stole the keys to this ride and your fables are falling tonight.

Because of your struggle to make them.
Their taste for your past time is fading
Remember the girls in the middle are always the first to fall off.

You'll learn to live like a mouse,
Searching the cracks in the floor to remember
All the dregs in the crowd you barely recall

You led no celibate life no skirt while chemicals danced on your head.
You stole the keys to this ride and your fables are falling tonight.

Les pongo la letra porque me parece bonita, pero lo importante es decir que Isopo (con acento en la o intermedia) utilizo esta cancion, una de sus favoritas de los shins, para animar un dibujo no muy animado.