Death of a Salesman - Low

[00:00.00] 作词 : George Alan Sparhawk
[00:01.00] 作曲 : George Alan Sparhawk
[00:07.47]So I took my guitar
[00:13.44]And I threw down some chords
[00:19.22]And some words I could sing
[00:25.09]Without shame
[00:30.83]And I soon had a song
[00:37.70]I played it around
[00:42.53]For some friends
[00:45.05]But they all said the same
[00:54.10]They said \"Music's for fools
[01:00.00]You should go back to school
[01:06.71]The future is prism and math.\"
[01:17.13]So I did what they said
[01:23.05]Now my children are fed
[01:28.82]Cause they pay me to do what I'm asked
[01:40.12]I forgot all my songs
[01:46.79]The words now are wrong
[01:51.66]And I burned my guitar in a rage
[02:03.12]But the fire came to rest
[02:09.09]In your white velvet breast
[02:15.06]So somehow I just know that it's safe