Paroles de la chanson Stand Up Tragedy par The Fratellis
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Paroles de la chanson Stand Up Tragedy par The Fratellis
Pardon me sugar I’m the man underneath your thumb
But I won’t take your violence and I won’t chew your bubblegum
White heat, indiscreet, any day now obsolete
Though you’ve seen your best days
I would still walk down your empty street
Well you look like salvation but you taste like a refugee
Well you say you got no soul but you look like you do to me
If I was the melody you were the symphony
Honey loving you took the very best of me
I don’t need your red wine covered sympathy
Just another punch line in your stand up tragedy
But I won’t take your violence and I won’t chew your bubblegum
White heat, indiscreet, any day now obsolete
Though you’ve seen your best days
I would still walk down your empty street
Well you look like salvation but you taste like a refugee
Well you say you got no soul but you look like you do to me
If I was the melody you were the symphony
Honey loving you took the very best of me
I don’t need your red wine covered sympathy
Just another punch line in your stand up tragedy
Well I’ve been pushing up daisies
Just to catch a glimpse of something real
When I see you coming
I might just as well give up and kneel
Well if you saw me broken
Would you put me out my misery?
Well I don’t do handsome and you don’t do sympathy
If I was the melody you were the symphony
Honey loving you took the very best of me
I don’t need your red wine covered sympathy
Just another punchline in your stand up tragedy
Wrong from the get go, let it slide
Tell them what they don’t know
Sing them praises far and wide
Give those speeches, ring them bells
Mama don’t know what she preaches
But she sure looks dignified
Well she sure looks dignified
Well she sure looks dignified
If I was the melody you were the symphony
Honey loving you took the very best of me
I don’t need your red wine covered sympathy
Just another punchline in your stand up tragedy
Take my hungry guarantee
I could be your slave if you’d only beg for me
I don’t need your red wine covered sympathy
Just another punchline in your
Stand up, sit down, lie back, turn round, play dead for me
Stand up tragedy
Mama don’t know what she preaches
But she sure looks dignified
Well she sure looks dignified
Well she sure looks dignified
If I was the melody you were the symphony
Honey loving you took the very best of me
I don’t need your red wine covered sympathy
Just another punchline in your stand up tragedy
Take my hungry guarantee
I could be your slave if you’d only beg for me
I don’t need your red wine covered sympathy
Just another punchline in your
Stand up, sit down, lie back, turn round, play dead for me
Stand up tragedy
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