I write the b-sides I write the b-sides Eu escrevo os lados-B That make a small portion of the world cry That make a small portion of the world cry Que faz uma pequna parte do mundo chorar I like the sea-side I like the sea-side Eu gosto da beira-mar And singing songs that make you not wanna die And singing songs that make you not wanna die E cantar canções que te fazem não querer morrer Throw a stone into the sea Throw a stone into the sea Jogar uma pedra no mar And wait for it to come back to me And wait for it to come back to me E esperá-la voltar para mim Better get out on the boat Better get out on the boat Melhor sair do barco Cos' someone told me that stones don't float Cos' someone told me that stones don't float Pois alguém me disse que pedras não flutuam I like to sit out back I like to sit out back And look up at the squirrels in the trees And look up at the squirrels in the trees Eu gosto de sentrar atrás They don't like radio tracks They don't like radio tracks E olhos os esquilos nas árvores And they don't ever talk down to me And they don't ever talk down to me Ele não gostam de músicas de rádio Throw a nut up in the tree Throw a nut up in the tree E eles nunca falam comigo Gonna fall right back on me Gonna fall right back on me Jogo uma noz em cima da árvore Well these guys know who they are Well these guys know who they are Vai cair de volta exatamente em mim And what they needs in their own backyard And what they needs in their own backyard Bem, esses caras sabiam quem eles eram Whoo-ooh Whoo-ooh E o que eles precisam em seus próprios quintais Whoo-ooh Whoo-ooh I like to play in the snow I like to play in the snow Whoo-ooh I stick my hand in, now where did it go? I stick my hand in, now where did it go? Whoo-ooh It might be mighty cold It might be mighty cold But that's all part of not doing what you're told But that's all part of not doing what you're told Eu gosto de brincar na neve