Afterneath

Composed by：Gavin Fitzjohn/John Blease/Paolo Nutini/Quentin Tarantino

Amid the chaos of that day

When all I could hear was the thunder of gunshots

And all I could smell was the violence in the air

I look back and I'm amazed

That my thoughts were so clear and true

That three words went through my mind endlessly

Repeating themselves

Like a broken record

You're so cool

You're so cool

You're so cool

You're so cool

You're so cool

You're so cool

I got your call on a red telephone

I was laid out still beside the ashtray

Trying to save a memory of you and me in a better time

When suddenly our madness was there for all the world to see

Carnage in good night despair

A deep dive into an open mind

On the lost highway of the caustic night

When we held each others hand

And then afterneath the neon motel light you said

Let's knock 'em all down

So I kissed your lips

As you took me in the violence

Thinking

This will be the end

This will be the end

This will be the end

You're so cool

You're so cool

You're so cool

You're so cool