She would give herself
To the nightingale
If only this could keep it calm
But she doesn't know how
And she does not want to know
She just takes her father's rifle
And shoots it down
She's a sodapop girl
Brushes her teeth
After each breath
She invited in,
As a way of saying
I am cool and I'm not easy
But you can only try
Chorus:
In the bathroom of her mother
Filled with bottles of champagne
In the bathroom of her mother
Empty bottles of champagne
She says: Boy I'll get you pregnant
And boy I'll let you down
And she gets him pregnant
And she lets him down
Moves the tip of her sigaret
Quickly through the dark
Claiming it's the lightline
To reach the other side
Five bodies down already
And still fifty years to live
If no one should kill her
And I guess no one will
Chorus
Outside there is baby talk
Useless remarks
Drunkmen's collisions
The cool gaze of confusion
It is all so very obvious
All has come down
To where s*** becomes
As passionate as love
And to where you are bound
To make the striking choice
Between a parking ticket
Or a parking fee
Chorus
Tomorrow she will rise
With the last of the bubbles
From the bottle she popped open
Before she fell asleep
In the bathroom of her mother
To the nightingale
If only this could keep it calm
But she doesn't know how
And she does not want to know
She just takes her father's rifle
And shoots it down
She's a sodapop girl
Brushes her teeth
After each breath
She invited in,
As a way of saying
I am cool and I'm not easy
But you can only try
Chorus:
In the bathroom of her mother
Filled with bottles of champagne
In the bathroom of her mother
Empty bottles of champagne
She says: Boy I'll get you pregnant
And boy I'll let you down
And she gets him pregnant
And she lets him down
Moves the tip of her sigaret
Quickly through the dark
Claiming it's the lightline
To reach the other side
Five bodies down already
And still fifty years to live
If no one should kill her
And I guess no one will
Chorus
Outside there is baby talk
Useless remarks
Drunkmen's collisions
The cool gaze of confusion
It is all so very obvious
All has come down
To where s*** becomes
As passionate as love
And to where you are bound
To make the striking choice
Between a parking ticket
Or a parking fee
Chorus
Tomorrow she will rise
With the last of the bubbles
From the bottle she popped open
Before she fell asleep
In the bathroom of her mother