Текст песни Morcheeba - What Do New York Couples Fight About
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Once a label is on somethingIt becomes an itLike its no longer aliveIts like a loss of visionOr some dark impressionOr a black spot on your eyeIf its up to youMy little sweet babooThrough the shouting and the feverThink of life as queerThink of it my dearAnd some knobs or a fancy toneFrom here there is no reasonBabys got it madeBut its not what the lifes aboutWhat is imaginationMay become a factIf we think of it that wayIf you want to knowI can tell you nowOh if you make it through somehowOr is it best to keep or fall to sleepIt isnt looking very good to meFrom hereHeyHes distressed and I forgetI dont wanna know cause I forgetHes distressed and I forgetI dont wanna know cause I forgetHes distressed and I forgetI dont wanna know cause I forgetHes distressed and I forgetI dont wanna knowI dont wanna knowI dont wanna knowWhat do, new yorkCouples fight aboutBrothers gonna work it out(babys got the bed sheet)How do(that was under you)New york(when your time and life expires)Couples fight it outWhat these couples fight about(keeps it in the closet)What do(keeps it to herself)New york(she should throw the damn thing out)Couples fight aboutBut this gonna work it out(why should you continue)How do(to shake it off)New york(would you write things on the wall? )Couples fight it outWhat these couples fight about(you could make it hard)To beIn the shouting you will seeOr is it best to change the world youre keepingDown againHeyHes distressedAnd I forgetI dont wanna know cause I forgetHes distressedAnd I forgetI dont wanna know cause I forgetHes distressedAnd I forgetI dont wanna know cause I forgetHes distressedAnd I forgetI dont wanna know cause I forgetSuch is the sound of sorryWithout the shy reportOr the grips that could hold you down(just when things were looking up you act just like a horses butt)Everything was simpleBut the bodys wornGot the life spread on the ground(powder pink and general, the kitchen sink, a funeral)Every loving otherDont you fade on meLike a bomb thats about to blow(often we will overlook the things that make it undercooked)We can make it hardOr we can take the world apartOr youd never be that sureOf the simple things that makes you wantTo cry, againHeyHes distressedAnd I forgetI dont wanna know cause I forgetHes distressedAnd I forgetI dont wanna know cause I forgetHes distressedAnd I forgetI dont wanna know cause I forgetHes distressedAnd I forgetI dont wanna know cause I forgetHes distressedAnd I forgetI dont wanna know, I dont wanna knowHes distressedAnd I forgetI dont wanna know cause I forgetHes distressedAnd I forgetI dont wanna know cause I forgetHes distressedAnd I forgetI dont wanna know cause I forgetHes distressedAnd I forgetI dont wanna know, I dont wanna know