Diplomat’s Son
Vampire Weekend"Diplomat’s Son" is a song by Vampire Weekend, released in 2010 in the Pop genre. The song is 5:46 long and contains 46 lines and 325 words.
Lyrics
0:00Diplomat's Son - Vampire Weekend
0:24It's not right but it's now or never
0:34And if I wait could I ever forgive myself
0:44On a night when the moon glows yellow in the riptide
0:54With the light from the TVs buzzing in the house
1:03Cuz I'm gonna cut it where I can
1:06And then I'm gonna duck out behind them
1:08If I ever had a chance it's now then
1:11But I never had the feeling I could offer that to you
1:19To offer it to you would be cruel
1:22When all I want to do is use use you
1:28He was a diplomat's son
1:30It was '81
1:33He was a diplomat's son
1:35It was '81
1:58Dressed in white with my car keys hidden in the kitchen
2:08I could sleep wherever I lay my head
2:18And the sight of your two shoes sitting in the bathtub
2:28Let me know that I shouldn't give up just yet
2:38Cuz I'm gonna take it from Simon
2:40And then I'm gonna duck out behind them
2:43If I ever had a chance it's now then
2:45But I never had the feeling I could offer that to you
2:53To offer it to you would be cruel
2:57When all I want to do is use use you
3:02He was a diplomat's son
3:04It was '81
3:07He was a diplomat's son
3:09It was '81
3:26I know you'll say
3:28I'm not doing it right
3:31But this is how I want it
3:38I can't go back
3:41To how I felt before
3:44That night I smoked a joint
3:46With my best friend
3:47We found ourselves in bed
3:49When I woke up he was gone
3:54He was a diplomat's son
3:56It was '81
3:59He was a diplomat's son
4:01It was '81
5:16Looking out at the ice cold water all around me
5:26I can't feel any traces of that other place
5:36In the dark when the wind comes racing off the river
5:46There's a car all black with diplomatic plates
Diplomat's Son - Vampire Weekend It's not right but it's now or never And if I wait could I ever forgive myself On a night when the moon glows yellow in the riptide With the light from the TVs buzzing in the house Cuz I'm gonna cut it where I can And then I'm gonna duck out behind them If I ever had a chance it's now then But I never had the feeling I could offer that to you To offer it to you would be cruel When all I want to do is use use you He was a diplomat's son It was '81 He was a diplomat's son It was '81 Dressed in white with my car keys hidden in the kitchen I could sleep wherever I lay my head And the sight of your two shoes sitting in the bathtub Let me know that I shouldn't give up just yet Cuz I'm gonna take it from Simon And then I'm gonna duck out behind them If I ever had a chance it's now then But I never had the feeling I could offer that to you To offer it to you would be cruel When all I want to do is use use you He was a diplomat's son It was '81 He was a diplomat's son It was '81 I know you'll say I'm not doing it right But this is how I want it I can't go back To how I felt before That night I smoked a joint With my best friend We found ourselves in bed When I woke up he was gone He was a diplomat's son It was '81 He was a diplomat's son It was '81 Looking out at the ice cold water all around me I can't feel any traces of that other place In the dark when the wind comes racing off the river There's a car all black with diplomatic plates
Translation
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