Putting Down — текст песни (Tragically Hip, The)

Held a bird`s egg between her breasts
there`s reasons for the road, I guess
to document the indigenous,
to paint and sketch
paint and sketch
I`m starting to fail to be impressed.

United state of ricochet
from the boardwalk to the Appian way
the diamond files, the corporate raves
you`d practically kill
not to be afraid
and I`m staring to choke
on the things I say

Putting down, I`m putting down.
I`m putting down.
I`m putting down. I`m putting down.
I`m putting down.
I`m putting down. I`m putting down.
I`m putting down.

Browbeaten out from underneath your dress
the documented indigenous civilization
flipped its desk
you know the rest, there is no rest
and I`m starting to fail to know what`s best.

Putting down, I`m putting down.
I`m putting down.
I`m putting down. I`m putting down.
I`m putting down.
I`m putting down. I`m putting down.
I`m putting down.