Books 歌词

And I have a pot full of coins and above it hangs a picture Of a brother and a sister there's been a wedding Black painted floorboards and a stench like wet cardboard This is the dead smell of another winter And I don't want to be bound up like books I don't want to be a sad ornament of a place They are bound up like books I don't want to be a picture frame A house full of things some of which they hadn't seen Since they bought the sodding things in 1980 something If only their place had a little more space And a little less waste that would be then something If only their house looked like those in books If only their cupboards didn't look like Mother Hubbards And I don't want to be bound up like books I don't want to be a sad ornament of her place They are bound up like books I don't want to be the picture frame No book in this house went unread An old cup an old plate and in this house Absolutely everything seems out of place Out of place there were pictures on the walls Just to hide the faults there were pictures on walls And a friendly old ghost that'll haunt me 'till the day That I die I have a pot full of coins and Above it hangs a picture of a brother and a sister there's *wedding* and Black painted floorboards and a stench like wet cardboard This is the dead smell of another winter Bound up like books