It's too late God
Didn't you get my message
Too late
It's too late God
Didn't you get my call
How long
How long con
Combien ans avant mon respond
How long
Un a cent
Un a cent a mort (or more)
Time flies
Like a brick
Sliding down my face like jelly roll
Try to hide
My belly slide
Half-way to being old
Things you do
Things you don't do
Things you do or don't will haunt you
It's harder to
Start anew
And I wouldn't if I could do
Fell in love
Fell out of love
Melted down like Chernobillyboil
Fell in love my turtledove
Turtles fly too slow
Incarnate
Re-incarnate
Incarnate me in my muddy hole
Won't come back
As a rat
Wouldn't if I could do
There I was
Here I am
A responsible citizen
A pillar of
All that's good
Put myself to sleep
Hormone twitch
Get the itch
Headfirst into male-o-menopause
Like a twat
Dye my thatch
Get an eighteen year old girl
Friends of mine
Leave their wives
For a top-down B. M. W
They seemed so sane yesterday
Life is really strange
Here we go
Here we go
Singing like some soccer hooligan
Call you back
When I'm at
70 years old
_______________________________________________________
*Written by Bob Geldof, Rick Smith, and Karl Hyde
*Taken from the album entitled "The Happy Club"
Too late It's too late God Didn't you get my message Too late It's too late God Didn't you get my call How long How long con Combien ans avant mon respond How long Un a cent Un a cent a mort (or more) Time flies Like a brick Sliding down my face like jelly roll Try to hide My belly slide Half-way to being old Things you do Things you don't do Things you do or don't will haunt you It's harder to Start anew And I wouldn't if I could do Fell in love Fell out of love Melted down like Chernobillyboil Fell in love my turtledove Turtles fly too slow Incarnate Re-incarnate Incarnate me in my muddy hole Won't come back As a rat Wouldn't if I could do There I was Here I am A responsible citizen A pillar of All that's good Put myself to sleep Hormone twitch Get the itch Headfirst into male-o-menopause Like a twat Dye my thatch Get an eighteen year old girl Friends of mine Leave their wives For a top-down B. M. W They seemed so sane yesterday Life is really strange Here we go Here we go Singing like some soccer hooligan Call you back When I'm at 70 years old _______________________________________________________ *Written by Bob Geldof, Rick Smith, and Karl Hyde *Taken from the album entitled "The Happy Club" Explain Request ×
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