Текст песни The Whitlams - Up Against the Wall
The Whitlams - Up Against the Wall слова песни
To think it was going so wellWe`d go out at night come home and fight like hellGood fights about big thingsYou know just pushing around in the dark To think I was scared to open the boxNew love on the doorstep isn`t it funny there`s nothing on how it worksGo on have a look insideYou won`t know what you did without it Well you sleptYou met interesting peopleAnd you slept with themI`m up against the wall now Hotel room, a silent phoneA packet of fags, a bottle of wine, a suitcase you call your ownWhen the darkness comes from the inside outAnd even the barmen are pricks Vitriol, the cigarettesA long night of thinking and the search for the best vignettesYeah well it was good wasn`t itThen it got bad,p> Some say love it only comes once in a lifetimeWell once is enough for meShe was one in a millionSo there`s five more just in New south Wales There`s a show on the television nowA man in the jungle with monkeys, he`s saying we`ve come so farYeah well it`s news to meI`d better go evolve now To think it was going to wellWe`d go out at night come home and fight like hellGood fights about big thingsLike "who wrote the book on men?"Well it was me I`m up against the wall nowAnd I`m afraid to say I must fail herWords: Tim FreedmanMusic: Michael Vidale/Ian HildebrandTim Freedman: vocal, backing vocals, electric piano, Korg C3 organIan Hildebrand: guitarTim Hall: guitar (bridge), backing vocalsMichael Vidale: bassMike Richards: drumsScott Johnson: backing vocalsLarry Muhoberac: piano