Artist: suede
Song: trash
Album: Coming Up
Year: 1996
Well, maybe, maybe, it's the clothes we wear
The tasteless bracelets and the dye in our hair
Maybe it's our kookiness
Or maybe, maybe, it's our nowhere towns
Our nothing places and our cellophane sounds
Maybe it's our looseness
But we're trash, you and me
We're the litter on the breeze
We're the lovers on the streets
Just trash, me and you
It's in everything we do
It's in everything we do
Or maybe, maybe, it's the things we say
The words we've heard and the music we play
Maybe it's our cheapness
Or maybe, maybe, it's the times we've had
The lazy days and the crazes and the fads
Maybe it's our sweetness
But we're trash, you and me
We're the litter on the breeze
We're the lovers on the streets
Just trash, me and you
It's in everything we do
It's in everything we do
We're trash, you and me
We're the lovers on the streets
We're the litter on the breeze
Just trash, me and you
It's in everything we do
It's in everything we do
Trash, you and me
(You and me, yeah)
We're the lovers on the streets
(You and me, yeah)
We're the litter on the breeze
Just trash, me and you
(You and me, yeah)
It's in everything we do
(You and me, yeah)
It's in everything we do
Trash, you and me
(You and me, yeah)
We're the lovers on the streets
(You and me)
We're the litter on the breeze
