Escape Route

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Frightened Rabbit - Rock, UK

Escape Route

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[Verse 1] His first kicking came on January 1st They said, "Welcome to the club We'll take your shoes and your shirt." And he wore his nosebleed like a red rosette And it was a prize he would win again and again and again He had to find an escape route It was a rumour, but it soon became true When he was drunk in the suburbs With a boy from a different school And all his good friends soon left him for dead Now he stands staring down at the Clyde from a bridge [Chorus] And then he saw an escape route From the dogs of West Renfrew From the bitches and bruises He chose Ohio to run to [Verse 2] The name came to him just as he perched On the amber lit bridge, his whole face pursed It had a ring to it in American songs Like a glittering release from a crippling curse He dreamt of the place of a cinematic space And all the pointing fingers, they just melted away Who knows, maybe he'll never take flight But he swears Ohio pulled him from the bridge that night [Chorus] It became an escape route From the dogs of West Renfrew From the bitches and beatings Midwestern chest to fall into [Bridge] Some are saved by the good arms Some are saved by the church Some get saved by the skin of their teeth By the thought that it couldn't get much worse Some are saved by professors Some are saved by police Some get saved by a distant place By an impossible American dream We all need an escape route We all need an escape route [Outro] From the punches and kicks The fingernails and the pricks All the sharp little knives In the dark pockets of life From the bitches and bruises From the burden of youth The public hangings and stonings Save us from fellow humans Just give us an escape route

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Credits

Writers
  • Scott Hutchison
  • Frightened Rabbit