Текст песни Billy Bragg - Scholarship is The Enemy of Romance
Billy Bragg - Scholarship is The Enemy of Romance слова песни
Scholarship is the enemy of romanceWhere does that leave me? alone in the rain againWhat happened to the weekend I planned with you? We didnt even get upstairs this timeI never missed that end-of-term kissBut where did it go, miss? I dont know, missTake me to the fair and hold me close as we flyThrough the airThen suddenly on sunday, it all just melted awayAnd when it had gone, between patches of yellowing grassI found a coin and lost what I was looking forI never took the advice in that bookOh you should look, sir, you might learn, sir,You might learn, sir