Chumbawamba

This Dress Kills

  alternative  pop  rock  punk  anarcho-punk
1,325 3 часа назад

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I`m Judas Judy, panicking, got everything and nothingHappy birthday mister president I`m here to call your bluffFrom the top of the world I`m gonna jump, jump, jumpI`m so perfectly imperfect and I did it for your loveI`m as small as Thumbelina, sugar fairy on the cakeBecause the thinnest of excuses leave the bitterest tasteBrittle-boned, Barbie-cued, take a piece of my heartWhen you know you haven`t got it, does it make you feel goodThis dress is killing meFrockanoia(Repeat)I won and then I lost and then I won and then I lostAnd now I know how much a pound of flesh can costAnd the question isn`t if, but a definite whenDo I throw my achy heart into the gutter againThe party isn`t over `til the thin lady singsCritics dressed as waiters waiting in the wingsThere they`ll gather like vultures to pick at the bonesI won and then I lost and I got nothing at allThis dress is killing meFrockanoia(Repeat)

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