Fiberglass Ghost
Indie Rock

Fiberglass Ghost

Kibi

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歌詞

[Intro]
[Verse]
The neon 'Open' sign is flickering
The spin cycle's got a steady ring
I'm watching socks do a backflip
Trying not to lose my grip
On this lukewarm cardboard cup
Before the sun starts coming up
My quarters are all spent and gone
Just me and the hum until the dawn
[Pre-Chorus]
He leaned against the soap machine
The strangest sight I've ever seen
In a town where water's rare
With salt still stuck inside his hair
He looked at me with heavy eyes
Like he’d won a very strange prize
[Chorus]
He said "I'll trade you for that brew"
I said "It's cold and half-way through"
He handed me a yellowed board
With dings I couldn't quite afford
A fiberglass ghost in the night
Underneath the buzzing light
Yeah he traded me the sea
For a bitter taste of tea
[Hook]
Spin it round, wash it out
That’s what it’s all about
Spin it round, wash it out
[Verse]
The wax was peeling like a tan
From a very confused, sun-baked man
He took a sip and gave a nod
The logic felt a little odd
But I’ve always wanted to pretend
That the sidewalk has a deep end
I’m standing by the bleach and dye
With a surfboard and a heavy sigh
[Chorus]
He said "I'll trade you for that brew"
I said "It's cold and half-way through"
He handed me a yellowed board
With dings I couldn't quite afford
A fiberglass ghost in the night
Underneath the buzzing light
Yeah he traded me the sea
For a bitter taste of tea
[Bridge]
No ocean for a hundred miles
Just dusty roads and hardware aisles
But here I am with a single fin
Wondering where the tide comes in
The Farfisa’s humming in my ears
Drowning out my laundry fears
It’s a long walk to the coast
With a fiberglass ghost
[Solo]
[Verse]
He walked out through the double doors
Leaving sand across the linoleum floors
I checked the pocket of my jeans
Looking for some silver means
To dry my shirts and head on home
With a board that’s made of foam
I’ll carry it like a holy cross
Ignoring every single loss
[Chorus]
He said "I'll trade you for that brew"
I said "It's cold and half-way through"
He handed me a yellowed board
With dings I couldn't quite afford
A fiberglass ghost in the night
Underneath the buzzing light
Yeah he traded me the sea
For a bitter taste of tea
[Outro]

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