Sour Grapes — текст песни (descendents)

Hey you, new wave, come over here
You`re the prettiest thing I`ve seen all year
Hey you, new wave, don`t turn away
Close those pouty lips and listen to what I say

Why must you smoke that clove cigarette?
Why must you act like you`ve got a hole in you head?
Why don`t you split the squares and love me instead?

You`re all shiny and clean, I`ve seen you in my dreams
Like the Rolls Royce I can`t have
Your presence makes me scream

Sour grapes - you leave such a bad taste
Sour grapes - I don`t need you anyways
Sour grapes - feeding, feeding my rage

Hey you, new wave, I pity you
When you get old, what will you do?

What will you do when you turn 21?
You`re cockteasing at the singles bar just for fun
What will you do when you turn 31?
What will you do when you don`t know how to love anyone?

I wanted her cherry, I got sour grapes
I refuse to climb the ladder for you
I refuse to pant and paw for you
I need love, don`t need no beauty queen
But still, when I look at you, I scream

Sour grapes - you leave such a bad taste
Sour grapes - I don`t need you anyways
Sour grapes
Just go riding right by me on the crest of the new wave
Sour grapes - feeding, feeding my rage

Sour grapes