Текст песни British Lions - Fork Talking Man
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(john fiddler)First met you you were lonely, pushin your smile in my faceNow I know that youre phoney, youre the human races disgraceYoure a fork talking manYoure a fork talking manYoure a fork talking man, fork talking manYou laid down on the floor just to cheat me for a whileBefore I could even count to four the visions of you ran wildYoure a fork talking manYoure a fork talking manYoure a fork talking man, fork talking manPeople Im telling you theres a conspiracyThe witness to that is the sadness that you seeIm looking at you. are you looking at me? are ya? Aint no-one can make you what youre notIf theres a chance to run theyll give a shotI look pretty cold but Im really hot. hotcha!Every time you walk on the street with your heart muscles all on showYou ask someone the time of day and they tell you which way to goNow youre a man without a brain, a prisoner without paroleYoure in a rush without a name, a spirit without a soulYoure a fork talking manYoure a fork talking manYoure a fork talking man, fork talking manYoure a fork talking manYoure a fork talking manYoure a fork talking man, fork talking man