笨小笨Holding Down Court歌词由Rupert Cross演唱，出自专辑《RUCA II: Holding Down Court (Explicit)》，下面是《Holding Down Court》完整版歌词！
Holding Down Court歌词完整版
You need to make yourself heard
You need to make yourself hurt
It’s a warm summer night and you’re marinating in nostalgia. Sizzled in pictures and past and lives you’ve not lived. You’ve got zooms like the cat - surges, scents and scenes. Blossoms and blue, somersaults and cartwheels...
You could always imagine yourself in gymnastic flight, flipping over the grass in short shorts to impress wandering eyes. But your body wouldn’t follow suit. Clumsy, crooked limbs aching to be assimilated. You’ve always been off-piste. No matter how hard you tried you never shared strides with the winners, holding down court.
Packed and pained on this second of September
The show is over and so is summer
All other players have left the scene and the clouds are creeping in
Smashed the blue skies
Left blinkered by a sliver
This broken shard, this anywhere
Lies just beyond you set your stare
Heavy eyes, a heavy heart
Drag down the pen that’s down and out
Brain’s still aching, such odd dreams
Free dives, infidelities
Drowning babies, police raids
Still stain the light of day
You don’t want to leave. You miss the start.
This blessed life, been here before.
You don’t want to leave. You miss the start.
This blessed life, been here before.
