Cold War Kids - Red Wine, Success! Lyrics
He pours the wine into his coffee cupThis jazz has dropped, it's time to pick it up2:30 he rolls out of this brass at lastTerence love is barking something crassEach night a thousand stairs go up both waysSoul and colour peeking through his sleevesM's down at the coast it's too late for busses runSlides into his headphones, sleeps to solo monkSuccess success his smile is saccharineGlamorous he's pouring Pancho's ginLives his live a painful and lovely dayIn the history of a great pregnancySquat public library checking out "The Trial"Strolls to the pier to gather his thoughtsSquat public library checking out "The Trial"He's talking to himself about itHe don't get upset, get upsetHe can't sleepHe'll have another cigarette and don't get upsetHe don't get upset, get upset