ACCEPT THE CHARGES
Four men in their forties who reformed after twenty years and are better now
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 144
- key
- C# major
- energy
- 0.71
- dance
- 0.94
- valence
- 0.50
- vocal at
- 3.3s
- length
- 2:57
- language
- En
lyrics
(a phone rings once, twice) The robot always asks the same Will you accept the charges? — yes Two hundred miles, a chain-link frame You sound smaller than I'd guess I don't tell you about the snow (the snow, the snow) Piling on the Nova, slow I accept (I accept) the charges, all of them I accept (I accept) the mess we're from I accept (I accept) your call, again, again I accept (I accept) till they send you home Your denim jacket's on my chair It smells of engine oil and smoke I start the Nova, say a prayer Let it idle like we spoke Three more Christmases, they said (they said, they said) I'll keep a light on in the shed (your amp's still in the shed) I accept (I accept) the charges, all of them I accept (I accept) the mess we're from I accept (I accept) your call, again, again I accept (I accept) till they send you home (a dial tone, then quiet) Call Sunday. I'll accept.