Текст песни Modern World - Jess Morgan
A
loose
end
and
a
hot
day
What
a
match
made
up
there
I'd
say
For
pulling
on
your
work
jeans
And
throwing
a
cigarette
in
the
yard
We
could
always
make
like
Spring-time
With
new
paint
over
old
'Till
the
chains
snaps
clean
off
our
machine
And
they
don't
make
them
anymore
Surely
a
blessing
you
are
And
I'll
only
spoil
your
fun
'Gus
see,
me
I'm
an
old
soul
I
don't
think
I
belong
In
your
modern
world
You
could
always
see
the
good
things
And
I'd
make
do
to
make
your
heart
sing
See
the
rust
set
in
all
over
As
being
only
surface
deep
Yet
I'd
give
you
racing
handles
And
strip
your
back
for
speed
Treat
you
kind
and
paint
you
clever
If
you
make
it
home
with
me
Surely
a
blessing
you
are
And
I'll
only
spoil
your
fun
'Gus
see,
me
I'm
an
old
soul
I
don't
think
I
belong
In
your
modern
world
I'll
remember
you
best
in
June
You
took
it
oh
so
well
Changed
clothes
and
your
tune
Down
at
the
dunes
out
by
California
Sands
And
you're
red
around
the
eyes
now
But
have
it
on
the
chin
You're
looking
bonnie
with
the
wind
In
them
salt
water
curls
Surely
a
blessing
you
are
And
I'll
only
spoil
your
fun
'Gus
see,
me
I'm
an
old
soul
I
don't
think
I
belong
In
your
modern
world
Me
I'm
an
old
soul
I
don't
think
I
belong
In
your
modern
world
Modern
world,
in
your
Modern
world
Your
modern
world
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