PCH One Songtext
von Pernice Brothers

Let′s leave on Saturday, let's leave Friday night
I can′t promise I'm not really sure we'll be alright
I don′t know much but I′m not too messed up to see
Baby, you're the only thing I know I′d hate to leave

Now or I guess we never will
Pull the trigger, I don't care which myth we kill

Struggle through the asses, through the tannins in the trees
Through the sticky optimism hardening in me
It might do some good just to wake up by the sea
To the smell of breath and greasy hair and car seats

Now or I guess we never will
Pull the trigger, I don′t care which myth I kill

Play the one, it works out for the best
And the best is always yet to come
PCH, one might be a catalyst, a panacea
Play the one where no one's really gone
Every answer′s buried in a song
PCH, one might send a mending kit
I need some mending


Let's leave on Saturday, let's leave Friday night
I can′t promise I′m not really sure we'll be alright

Now or I guess we never will
Pull the trigger, I don′t care which myth I kill

Play the one, it works out for the best
And the best is always yet to come
PCH, one might be a catalyst, a panacea
Play the one where no one's really gone
Every answer′s buried in a song
PCH, one might send a mending kit
I need some mending
Play the one, it works out for the best
And the best is always yet to come
PCH, one might be a catalyst, a panacea

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