NOBODY LEFT AT FOUR
Writes about the taxi home, never the club
vex on it
after hoursHonest use case: People who feel an obligation to perform happiness, even when alone.
Exhibit: “I'm the last one out because the last one out has got a job / And the job is being funny and being fine and being light / And I am extremely good at it and it costs me quite a lot”
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 136
- key
- F minor
- energy
- 0.75
- dance
- 0.92
- valence
- 0.46
- vocal at
- 3.1s
- length
- 1:24
- words
- 188
- clichés
- 0
- language
- En
most sung: “same” ×7 · “man” ×6 · “nobody” ×5
shared with the crate: 76 other songs use “door” · 90 other songs use “light” · 71 other songs use “night”
lyrics
Nobody left at four and I was still there at the door Talking to the man who runs the coats about his van Nobody left at four and I have done this here before And I'll be here again next Friday, same coats, same man I'm not the last one out because I'm having such a night I'm the last one out because the last one out has got a job And the job is being funny and being fine and being light And I am extremely good at it and it costs me quite a lot Nobody left at four and I was still there at the door Talking to the man who runs the coats about his van Nobody left at four and I have done this here before And I'll be here again next Friday, same coats, same man His van's a Vauxhall, eighty thousand on the clock He's told me twice. I asked again. I like the way he talks. Nobody left at four and I have done this here before And I'll be here again next Friday, same coats, same man (same man)