Текст песни Electronic - The Patience Of A Saint
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Talking of my attributes, the things I do so wellAs anyone who`s in cahoots with me will readily tellI`ve lived up here, I`ve been down there, I`ve bought so I could sellAnd if I drove a faster car, I`d drive it bloody wellHow can I change? I live without restraintAnd I would try the patience of a saintThinking of my attitudes, talking one on oneI may disagree with you, but look where you`ve come fromAnd all that you`ve got, I thought that I would faintBut I would try the patience of a saintAnd I would try the patience of a saintI would try the patience of a saintI`m talking to myself (to myself)I`m talkint to the one that I know bestBury me with gratitude, you can go to hellWhy should I care? I`d rather watch drying paintBut I would try the patience of a saintAnd I would try the patience of a saintI would try the patience of a saintAnd I would try the patience......of a saint