Champagne Riot - The Champagne Anthem | Текст песни

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• Champagne Riot
• The Champagne Anthem

I started writing this when I was still in my teens
It was meant to be a love song
From a spoiled and misunderstood boy
To a special girl with a big chest and blue eyes
We went to school together in the outskirts of nowhere
Kicking at windows and throwing with stones
We went through our teens feeling so low

Then with time it became more like a song of hurt
An expression of longing and heartache
With a bassline that I stole from Blur
And a band from Sarah Records
Don't remember what they're called but it was nothing special
With an urge for rebellion in a town made of glass
I was the best in my middle class

Then in my early twenties
All there was left of that song that I used to write
Was a dance beat played on keyboards
And there was red in my eyes
I wore a suit with a tie and worked until late
Gambled on stocks, bonds and horses
And took the girls out on a date
Until a rainy night outside a club in Mayfair
Arrested and expelled
My childhood ended there

And down below where life is slow
The underground, a brand new sound
That's where I'm now just spitting out
A stream of words, another round
We got away, we made it out
We travelled far, our time is now
We drink the rain of sweet champagne
We came to change the world again

And now it's the 2010's
We share a Mies Van der Rohe chair and a bottle of sweet sparkling wine
You just finished creating a mask
Made out of plastic and love
For me to wear with a butterfly and a cloak

And as much as I love you
In my own twisted way
For the mask your style
It's just too much for me to have you here everyday
Cause we're generation restless
With commitment issues from hell
Well at least that's my own diagnose
But I think it must apply to you as well

So did you hear I started filming a documentary on my phone
About these perplexed mid twenties that we go through on our own
And partly together
When we're suddenly drunk and in love
On the night before the morning after
When the feeling's gone and I'm broke
And I know how you think it's the truth that I tell you
When I ramble on about romance and those soft summer nights
But you should never forget
That though I think you're really cute
That there are things in this world
That are more important than you