Silent kid, no one to remind you
You've got no hip, no reels to remind you
Silent kid, don't take your pawnshop home on the road, goddamn you
Silent kid, don't lose your graceful tone
This is the city life
This is the city life, come on
Let's talk 'bout leaving
Come on now, talk about your family
Your sister's cursed, your father's all but damned you
Silent kid, don't listen to your grandmother's advice about Ezra
Silent kid, don't listen to them
Hand me the drumstick, snare, kick, blues
Call upon I knew myself in
Into the spotlight, ecstasy feels so warm inside
Until five hours later, I'm chewing
Screwing myself with my hand
Silence Kid Video (MV)
Performed By: Pavement
From Album: Crooked Rain, Crooked Rain
Language: English
Length: 3:01
Written by: Stephen Malkmus
Year: 1994
Pavement - Silence Kid Lyrics
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English
Silent kid, no one to remind you
You've got no hip, no reels to remind you
Silent kid, don't take your pawnshop home on the road, goddamn you
Silent kid, don't lose your graceful tone
This is the city life
This is the city life, come on
Let's talk 'bout leaving
Come on now, talk about your family
Your sister's cursed, your father's all but damned you
Silent kid, don't listen to your grandmother's advice about Ezra
Silent kid, don't listen to them
Hand me the drumstick, snare, kick, blues
Call upon I knew myself in
Into the spotlight, ecstasy feels so warm inside
Until five hours later, I'm chewing
Screwing myself with my hand
You've got no hip, no reels to remind you
Silent kid, don't take your pawnshop home on the road, goddamn you
Silent kid, don't lose your graceful tone
This is the city life
This is the city life, come on
Let's talk 'bout leaving
Come on now, talk about your family
Your sister's cursed, your father's all but damned you
Silent kid, don't listen to your grandmother's advice about Ezra
Silent kid, don't listen to them
Hand me the drumstick, snare, kick, blues
Call upon I knew myself in
Into the spotlight, ecstasy feels so warm inside
Until five hours later, I'm chewing
Screwing myself with my hand
Writer: Stephen Malkmus
Copyright: Lyrics © Hipgnosis Songs Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Hipgnosis Songs Group
