Gentlemen`s Agreement — текст песни (Fall)

They plough the fields together
In all types of intemperance
Our bones cracked in unison
Gentlemen`s, gentlemen`s agreement
You know what he is
And probably still is
[He`s picking] his colors
To whatever new mast there is
But our agreement is over
I thought we had some kind of agreement
But with you it was just prurience
You`re addicted to excitement
I am just knocked down with your
And you`re sitting on my back fence
But I thought we had an agreement
Gentlemen`s, gentlemen`s agreement
Your brain is software
Your brain is Game Boy
It`s filled with excretement
And your short-term memory
Will fleetingly remember
Our gentlemen`s, gentlemen`s agreement
Gentlemen`s, gentlemen`s agreement
Gentlemen`s, gentlemen`s agreement