Letra da Música: Nice To Be Out - Stereophonics

He asked me "so where have you been?"
Let me think now let me see.
I stood once where Hitler's feet stood when he made a speech
in Nuremburg in '38 he tried to build the perfect race,
he said "black men ain't gonna run alongside our perfect sons."
It was Dallas to the library, the place they ended Kennedy.
I stood where Oswald took his shot, in my opinion there's abigger plot.
Costners back into the left, the picket fence, the better bet.
Paris came and Summer went, the tunnel's now a flower bed.
The famous turf that made Geoff Hurst, the vodka stops to quenchmy thirst.
Golden gate stroke Alcatraz and the fat man failed to get uspasses.
Jimmy's corner in Raging Bull,
De Niro's jokes and bottled pills.
Elvis tales from Mr. Woodward, any Richard Burton if you could?
The tourists stare at tourist stops. One more picture, one moregod.
Another top up for a change, it makes you think, it makes yousane.
Talking more about yourself, there's a mirror to have a check.
Cheques are always passing through, some depart but a lot cometoo.
Restaraunt talk of pick your teeth. You bite your tongue or chewyour meat.
Sleep to drink or drink to sleep, one more week and we willmeet.
We'll talk of what we haven't done since we departed back amonth.
We argue while we have to shout.
All in all, it's nice to be out.