The Boy With The Arab Strap Lyrics - The Boy With The Arab Strap - Belle And Sebastian

A mile and a half on a bus takes a long time 

The odour of old prison food takes a long time to pass you by 

Day upon day of this wandering gets you down 

Nobody gives you a chance or a dollar in this old town 

Hovering silence from you is a giveaway 

Squalor and smoke's not your style 

"I don't like this place" 

We better go 

Then I compare notes with your older sister 

I am a lazy gett, she is as pure as the cold driven snow 

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What did you learn from your time in the solitary 

Cell of your mind? 

There was noises, distractions from anything good 

And the old prison food 

Colour my life with the chaos of trouble 

Cause anything's better than posh isolation 

I missed the bus 

You were laid on your back 

With the boy with the arab strap 

With the boy from the arab strap 

It's something to speak of the way you are feeling 

To crowds there assembled 

Do you ever feel you have gone too far? 

Everyone suffers in silence a burden 

The man who drives minicabs down in Old Compton 

The Asian man 

With his love hate affair 

With his racist clientele 

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A central location for you is a must as you stagger about making free with your lewd and lascivious boasts 

We know you are soft cause we've all seen you dancing 

We know you are hard 

cause we all saw you drinking from noon 

Until noon again 

You're the boy with the filthy laugh 

You're the boy with the arab strap 

Strapped to the table with suits from the shelter shop 

Comic celebrity takes a back seat as the cigarette catches 

And sets off the smoke alarm 

What do you make of the cool set in London? 

You're constantly updating your hit parade of your ten biggest wanks 

She's a waitress and she's got style