Les peines d’amour donnent souvent d’excellentes chansons tristes mais elle peuvent aussi donner d’excellentes chansons fâchées !
paroles:
I hate the city of Chicago
Man, this place feels like nowhere
And the traffic makes getting nowhere take that much longer
I hate the Cubs, the Sox, the Blackhawks, and the Bulls
I could give a shit about the Pumpkins, Slint or Wilco
Learn how to make a pizza you fucking jack offs
Say “Hello” back whens someone says “Hello” you asshole
I hate O’hare, I hate Midway, I can’t stand Chicago The best part is leaving cause maybe one day I’ll never come back again
And if I die in this shithole, float my corpse down the Calumet
Cause I’d rather rot in Gary
Miller Beach may actually be paradise Alright, Christ, you caught me, this is actually just another divorce song
Maybe it’s not all of Cook County’s fault
But it feels like another dogshit day in suck city
Jesus Christ, could you assholes at least learn how to drive
Fuck XRT and Fuck Lollapalooza
You and all your self righteous hipster hoods can go to hell
I especially hate Bridgeport cause that’s where she lives
For every reason that she loves it, I can’t stand Chicago But when I head North on Lakeshore Drive I fly and I close my eyes
And I reach the magic point and I run for magic miles
Yeah ,when I head North on Lakeshore Drive I fly and I close my eyes
And I reach the magic point and I run for magic miles
Lake Michigan becomes an ocean
And I know somewhere beyond it is waiting just for me No matter how high you dickheads build it, you’ll only ever be in Illinois
And that will always be way too close to Missouri
Man, this place feels like nowhere
And the traffic makes getting nowhere take that much longer
I hate the Cubs, the Sox, the Blackhawks, and the Bulls
I could give a shit about the Pumpkins, Slint or Wilco
Learn how to make a pizza you fucking jack offs
Say “Hello” back whens someone says “Hello” you asshole
I hate O’hare, I hate Midway, I can’t stand Chicago The best part is leaving cause maybe one day I’ll never come back again
And if I die in this shithole, float my corpse down the Calumet
Cause I’d rather rot in Gary
Miller Beach may actually be paradise Alright, Christ, you caught me, this is actually just another divorce song
Maybe it’s not all of Cook County’s fault
But it feels like another dogshit day in suck city
Jesus Christ, could you assholes at least learn how to drive
Fuck XRT and Fuck Lollapalooza
You and all your self righteous hipster hoods can go to hell
I especially hate Bridgeport cause that’s where she lives
For every reason that she loves it, I can’t stand Chicago But when I head North on Lakeshore Drive I fly and I close my eyes
And I reach the magic point and I run for magic miles
Yeah ,when I head North on Lakeshore Drive I fly and I close my eyes
And I reach the magic point and I run for magic miles
Lake Michigan becomes an ocean
And I know somewhere beyond it is waiting just for me No matter how high you dickheads build it, you’ll only ever be in Illinois
And that will always be way too close to Missouri