Tác giả : Elliott Smith
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He's pleased to meet you underneath the horse 
In the cathedral with the glass stained black 
Singing sweet high notes that echo back 
To destroy their master 
May be a long time til you get the call-up 
But it's sure as fate and hard as your luck 
No one'll know where you are 
It's just a brief smile crossing your face 
Running speed trials still standing in place 
When the socket's not a shock enough 
You little child what makes you think you're tough 
When all the people you think you're above 
They all know what's the matter 
You're such a pinball yeah you know it's true 
There's always something you come back running to 
To follow the path of no resistance 
It's just a brief smile crossing your face 
Running speed trials standing in place 
It's just a brief smile crossing your face 
Running speed trials all over the place