Modern Life Is Rubbish Page #7

You write all the songs. I just did

a bit of titty tweaking for you.

You're a great songwriter.

And now you're

a great f***ing singer too.

The thing is, man,

I was so looking forward

to tonight.

It's all

I've ever wished for.

But it's like...

it's like

it meant nothing...

because she wasn't here

to see it.

Sometimes you have to lose something

to know how much you needed it.

You already know what you need to do.

Right?

Where are you going?

You're ready.

My work here is done.

Curve?

- Are you coming back?

- [speakers:
rock music continues]

[sighs]

[chuckles]

[electric guitar playing]

And this is how it starts

You take your shoes off

In the back of my van

Yeah, my shirt

Looks so good

When it's just

Hanging off your back

And she said, "Use your hands

And my spare time

We've got one thing in common

It's this tongue of mine"

She said, Oh

She's got a boyfriend anyway

There's only minutes

Before I drop you off

And all we seem to do is

Talk about sex

She's got a boyfriend anyway

She's got

A boyfriend anyway

I loved your friend

When I saw his film

He's got a funny face

But I like that

'Cause he still looks cool

[song continues]

She's got a boyfriend anyway

[feedback]

[computer:
alert tone]

[chuckles]

[feedback]

[sniffling, sobbing]

Do I know you

from somewhere?

Don't think so.

It's you, isn't it?

You're the crying guitarist.

Um... don't know what

you're talking about.

Head Cleaner, right?

Uh, yeah.

It's all over the net.

Xylo tweeted about it.

There's even a Crying Guitarist

Facebook fan page and everything.

Really?

After your meltdown, I checked out

some of your songs on SoundCloud.

I really like your sh*t.

[chuckles]

Thank you.

Head Cleaner.

I love that name.

[chuckles]

Cheers.

Yeah. Bye, then.

Okay.

Cab's on the way.

Have you... Have you

got the passports?

Uh, we are all checked in. I am

just printing the boarding pass...

- [cheering]

- What's that?

- [cheering]

- [feedback]

I can't do it, man.

Bad day for Hip Wiper.

It's Head Cleaner.

Um... I'll sort

those cases.

[guitar playing]

You are a light

Which is strong enough

To find me

Blind me

I wish

I was strong enough

To see it

Before you were gone

To see it

While the light was on

Nobody gets me

Quite like you

Someone remembered

to pack her bowling balls.

Resonating minds

Becoming true

My liquorice allsort girl

You are the light

Which will guide me

My liquorice allsort girl

- You get me in fits

- [clears throat]

Of hysterics

- [computer:
song continues]

- [sighs]

It's okay.

[phone rings]

Right.

I guess that is my cue.

- Adrian, I-I'm...

- It's all right.

It's all right.

Really.

I wanted to go to Florence

on my own anyway,

'cause you'd just

eat all my gelato.

Haven't you heard

Somebody's listening

To what has become

Of our bodies shimmering

Under the sheets

Oh, um,

this came for you.

So naturally beautiful

I can't believe

What I made excuses for

Now we're standing

On the sides

In the shadows

Of the songs we shared

- All the images we saved

- [chuckles]

Are just memories

Of what we were

[giggles]

Of what we were

[no audible dialogue]

[woman]

Oh, wonderful one

Why are you like that?

Oh, wonderful one

Why are you like that?

Glow in the darkness

That's how we do it

Glow in the darkness

That's how we do it

Just like the stars

Upon your ceiling

That put you to sleep after

Oh, wonderful one

Why are you like that?

Oh, wonderful one

Why are you like that?

Glow in the darkness

That's how we do it

Glow in the darkness

That's how we do it

They were all out

of heroin.

You were right.

I was wrong.

I've been a complete idiot

for years.

I want to give you

everything you've ever wanted.

If you'll give me

another chance.

I want to spend every waking

moment that I'm with you

making you realize

how special

and amazing you are.

I've really changed, Nat.

Look, I know I've been

trapped in the past, but...

I can't imagine

a future without you.

I want to marry you.

I want to commit to you.

I want to have children

with you.

I want to grow old, fat,

and wrinkly with you.

I want to blast "Ace of Spades" from

the stereo in our nursing home,

piss off

all the other inmates.

I love you.

With all my heart.

Please come back to me.

I know there's another guy

in the picture now, but...

Stop.

Just stop.

You had me at "heroin."

It's always been you.

It always will be.

[both laugh]

I love the feeling

When we lift off

Watching the world

So small below

I love the dreaming

When I think of

The safety in the clouds

Out my window

I wonder what keeps us

So high up

Could there be

A love beneath these wings?

If we suddenly fall

Should I scream out

Or keep very quiet

And cling to my mouth?

As I'm crying

So frightened of dying

Relax, yes, I'm trying

But fear's got a hold on me

Yes, this fear's

Got a hold on me

Yes, this fear's

Got a hold on me

[new song begins]

Before I break

Just a little more tension

Take just a little less love

Realistic

Break-up in the anarchistic

'Cause we can't fight a war

Even if it is for love

Modern urban hippie chick

You're not in lust

I'm feeling lost

You must be lost

To find your way

Someone once told me

Will someone please tell me

Just what it takes

To find another feeling

If that's what it takes

To find another being

Give it and give it

And give it till you lost it

Give it And give it and

give it Till you lost it

Give it and give it

And give it till you lost it

Give it And give it and

give it Till you lost it

Now that we are done

Is there anyone listening?

Maybe you're the one

Unless I'm feeling lost

You must be lost

To find your way

Someone once told me

Will someone please tell me

Just what it takes

To find another feeling

If that's what it takes

To find another being

Give it and give it

And give it till you lost it

Give it And give it and

give it Till you lost it

Give it till you lost it

[song ends]

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