Casual Acquaintances Songtext
von The Growlers

Casual acquaintances ′cause time just won't allow
I can see their disappointed faces in the crowd
Beauty is the lure trouble at the rod
Don′t need another chicken in the pot

I seem to always find myself wondering how I'm here again
I can never clear a space without some mess finding its way in
People love to talk until they're finally sure I′m somewhat interested
I spend my time wondering how they can′t tell I'm not listening
No I′m not listening


Too many things to do with nothing good to say
Just more clouds on a sunny day
Too many things to do with nothing good to say
Just more clouds on a sunny day

Liquor is the lure trouble at the rod
Tell myself one more then I hit the rock

I seem to always find myself wondering how I'm here again
I can never clear a space without some mess finding its way in
People love to talk until they′re finally sure I'm somewhat interested
I spend my time wondering how they can′t tell that I'm not listening

Too many things to do with nothing good to say
Just more clouds on a sunny day
Too many things to do with nothing good to say
Just more clouds on a sunny day