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Bizarro
Album - 6 october 1989 - Debaser id 19348

By The Wedding Present

No, I sent you that letter
To ask you if the end was worth the means
Was there really no in between?
And I still don't feel better
I just wondered if it could be like before
And I think you just made me sure!
But then that's typically you
And I might have been a bit rude
But I wrote it in a bad mood
I'm not being funny with you
But it's hard to be engaging
When the things you love keep changing

Brassneck, Brassneck
I just decided I don't trust you anymore
I just decided I don't trust you anymore

First time you came over
Do you remember saying then you'd stay for good?
No I didn't think you would
Well we couldn't've been closer
But it was different then and that's all in the past
There I've said it now at last!
You grew up quicker than me
I kept so many old things
I never stopped quite hoping
I think I know what it means
It means I've got to grow up
It means you want to throw-up

Brassneck, Brassneck
I just decided I don't trust you anymore
I just decided I don't trust you anymore

I just know, you weren't listening were you?
Oh please go, whenever you prefer to
I said it means a lot, when you use an old phrase
But then so what? We can't have it both ways
I know, you're not bothered are you
Even so, I'm not going to argue
He won't object! Keep writing to me
Just don't forget you ever knew me
Your rating:
Somewhere, sometime
I've got to say this somehow
Oh no, it's fine
I couldn't face it just now

Oh, oh please don't use that voice
I think I've made my choice
I'd change it if I could

Oh you know I'm crushed inside
Oh goodness knows I've tried
I think I've had enough

Oh no, I swear
There's no one else I promise
The phone? Up there
But please don't leave here like this

Oh, oh please don't use that voice
I think I've made my choice
I'd change it if I could

Oh you know I'm crushed inside
Oh goodness knows I've tried
I think I've had enough

You're late, been where?
Worried sick about you
All right, take care
I'm sorry that I hurt you

Oh, oh please don't use that voice
I think I've made my choice
I'd change it if I could

Oh you know I'm crushed inside
Oh goodness knows I've tried
I think I've had enough
Your rating:
I bumped into Joe on Victoria Road
And he told me something
About last weekend, he knows your new boyfriend
(He said he saw it coming)
And those letters I wrote, so now I know
What you do with them
Well of course he looked, you sliced me up
And then showed it to him

He's changed around the posters on your wall
And finished all but one glass of your wine
His head's been on the pillows that I bought
And now he's seen me say "I love you" all those times

And the old photos in those silly clothes
There must be much more
God, the poems I sent and that massive dent
I left in your door
I don't want them back, you can burn the lot
I just feel betrayed
Well it's been this long and all the flesh has gone
But the bones remain

He's changed around the posters on your wall
And finished all but one glass of your wine
His head's been on the pillows that I bought
And now he's seen me say "I love you" all those times

I still can't get mad at you, no matter how I try
I still can't get mad at you, no matter how I try
Your rating:
Lost your love of life?
Too much apple pie
Oh have you lost your love of life?
Too much apple pie
And now Harry's walked away with Johnny's wife

You've got to pick some people up
You've got to let some people go
But if Lee's name does come up
Oh well I really want to know
Because everybody loves a T.V. show

Lost your love of life?
Too much apple pie
Oh have you lost your love of life?
Too much apple pie
And now Harry's walked away with Johnny's wife

You've got to pick some people up
You've got to let some people go
But if Lee's name does come up
Oh well I really want to know
Because everybody loves a T.V. show

Lost your love of life?
Too much apple pie
Oh have you lost your love of life?
Too much apple pie
And now Harry's walked away with Johnny's wife (ahh)
Your rating:
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Can't you come up with something better than that?
Oh I think I'd be more angry
If your answers weren't so daft!
Oh you know I could
But do you really think I would?
When you go up to Granadaland on Sundays

Sally told me that you're practically kissing his feet
Oh, but he hasn't got a car
And so your list of names brought you to me
Anda friend in need
Is a pest indeed
When she uses everybody in the way that you do

You know you're breaking my heart
I can't bear the thought of us being aprat
You know you're breaking my heart
I can't bear the thought of us being aprat

Maybe I'll see you tomorrow if you can spare me the time
Oh no, of course I didn't mean it
I still keep hoping you'll be changing your mind
Okay your choice is clear
But, please, anywhere but here
And stop trying to tell me that you know how I feel

You know you're breaking my heart
I can't bear the thought of us being aprat
You know you're breaking my heart
I can't bear the thought of us being aprat
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I'm not sure and I'm not asking
But I thought I heard you say
"I just walked past him"
But why can I never do anything before you go
I don't know

And outside the streets are empty
There was no time then
And now there's plenty
Oh why do I never get the chance to say a word
When you're on your own

If there's nothing that I want more
Why do my steps get this small
When I reach your front door
And I wait outside for you to come back out
And your light goes out

You don't know me but I'm still here
And God the last time I saw you
You were, oh, this near
And there's a thousand things I wished I'd said and done
But the moment's gone
Your rating:
This is all because you didn't like my mum
Well I'm afraid I can't get born again
Oh it's not just me who's changed

And can you tell me what it is you think I said
And are you sure that it's not just in your head
And when was this anyway?

And if we're really really going to be honest
We might as well be brief

And by the way I got your little
Along with some dryness in my throat
When I saw that it came from you

Oh was it really too hard to tell me to my face
That you don't long for my embrace
The way you used to do?

And if we're really really going to be honest
We might as well be brief
Your rating:
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