Текст песни Cantatonia - Shoot The Messenger
Cantatonia - Shoot The Messenger слова песни
Somebody told me you`d found new bonhomieGoing placesYou`d never go with meI felt myself become a bitter old shrewOh I`d have bitten you in twoIf you would let meI look deadly as a nunMartyrdom does not become meI`ll find love in vanitySomebody told me you`d found places to goAnd new people to knowAnd new ladies and soI felt myself become a bitter old shrewI`d have bitten her tooIf you would let meIf I don`t laugh what do I do?If I don`t laugh and see this throughI shouldn`t even think of youAllow me one extravagance Before they come and ban meAnd let me shoot the messengerSo help me God you talk so muchThis knowledge ain`t my businessBut I hang on his every wordGod speed his journey back to hellI might retreat singingBut all I hear is youJust give me one more shot of ginI`ll scream along to anythingJust let me shoot the messengerSo help me god you talk so muchThis tart, this whore, my weaknessI`m gonna shoot the messengerOh let me shoot the messengerI`m gonna shoot the messenger