Песня «Tell Me A Lie»
исполнителя The Fratellis.
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[Verse 1]
Well, once I was persuaded to open up my head
I told them how it was and went and got it wrong instead
I said, would you believe me if you only knew
I'd been stealing everything, this conversation's through

[Pre-Chorus]
And the boy cried, hang him at three
I saw him on the front page, laughing at me
He worked in a fairground in a tall hat
He's a liar, he's a liar, a good one at that
[Chorus]
Say what you wanna, say what you will
Write your number on my telephone bill
Walk like a monkey, kick like a mule
I could be a beggar, but I'd rather be just as cruel

[Verse 2]
So I told them all I could about what could they expect
But I lost my sense of smell and I gained my self-respect
They told me I was curious, I told them they were slow
And they asked me where I get this stuff, I told them I don't know

[Pre-Chorus]
And the boy cried whopie-deedee
There's a women with a mustache who won't let me be
Though she was born on a Monday, she's a hundred and four
She's a liar, she's a liar, a little bit more

[Chorus]
Say what you wanna, say what you will
Writes her number on my telephone bill
Walk like a monkey, kick like a mule
I could be a beggar, but I'd rather be just as cruel

[Guitar solo]

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  • If I had an audience I’d cover my face Lock away myself In a lonesome place If I’d had a premonition Of how this would be I would still have begged And took you home with me Still have done it all Done it hopelessly And bury myself where no eye could see Well I lost my heart when my back was turned If you see it could you let me know? And if you’ve got to leave me, baby Won’t you do it slow? If I had a crystal ball I still wouldn’t see it all I swear I didn’t do it Just to make you crawl And if I had a audience I’d ask them to leave How can I give them what I can’t receive? How can I pray when I just don’t believe? And sometimes it takes All your heart just to breath Well I lost my heart when my back was turned If you see it could you let me know And if you’ve got to leave me baby Won’t you do it slow? There’s nothing I wouldn’t give in this whole world To be the man you met long ago And if you’ve got to leave me baby Won’t you do it slow? If you’ve got to leave me baby Won’t you do it slow? Don’t let me see Don’t linger at my door Tell me again Was it to you I swore That no one would play With your heart anymore? Well I lost my heart when my back was turned If you see it could you let me know And if you’ve got to leave me baby Won’t you do it slow? If you’ve got to leave me baby Won’t you do it slow? If you’ve got to leave me baby Won’t you do it slow? If you’ve got to leave me baby Won’t you do it slow?
  • That everything I ever got I give to you Is this a bam up? Oh cause this is sick you know You know I’ll break your fingers then I’ll break your toes Y’know my dealer takes me everywhere he goes He got a pure white tan Yes he’s my every man Don’t make me sink my teeth into your bloody nose I met her, there on the backseat Oh oh oh oh oh On the backseat Oh oh oh oh oh On the backseat Oh oh oh Oh oh oh He said you’ve been stealing my best moves now for days I could’ve killed you in so many different ways But you’re so funny and I kinda like your band I hate these cunts from London they don’t try enough They think they’re mental cause they’ve tried harder stuff But they’re just rich kids yes, all in a fuckin mess I tried to kiss her but she’s lookin pretty rough I met her, there on the backseat Oh oh oh oh oh On the backseat Oh oh oh oh oh On the backseat Oh oh oh Oh oh oh Oh my dearest won't you let us Be my nearest don’t forget us Lye, la, la, lye Ella said you’d gladly give us Everything but wont forgive us Lye, la, la, lye La, la, lye La, la, lye I met her, there on the backseat Oh oh oh oh oh On the backseat Oh oh oh oh oh On the backseat Oh oh oh There on the backseat I met her, there on the backseat Oh oh oh oh oh On the backseat Oh oh oh oh oh On the backseat
  • Well I don’t wanna be where the bands are I don’t wanna hear that chainsaw noise I don’t give a damn about your hopes and your dreams Or what the rest of the world enjoys Well I’ve been chewing razor blades honey I’ve been chasing meat I’ve got a salvation army banging on in my head And a bucket of bones at my feet And there’s nothing coming easy And there’s witches in my bed There’s a taste in my mouth that I just can’t place And I’m haunted by the things I should have said I’m trying to get better Well I’ll be your best friend And I’ll kiss goodbye to my evil twin On my word you can depend Boy scout to the end Well I don’t wanna see in your windows I don’t wanna meet your gold dust friends I don’t give a damn about the money in your bank On what your happiness all depends Well I’ve been sucking on dead air honey I’ve been chasing wind I’ve got a hole in my pocket where the sun don’t shine And I’m paranoid that I’ve been twinned And everything’s moving slowly Like a carousel sticking in the mud Everybody’s hanging on for one last dance And I’m bringing my one last drug I’m trying to get better I’ll be your best friend And I’ll kiss goodbye to my evil twin On my word you can depend Boy scout to the end Well I don’t wanna be in your phone book Every time you call me, I’ll be engaged I don’t give a damn if you ever get to know me Or you’re horrified and enraged I’ve been swallowing rusty nails honey I’ve been breaking teeth I’ve got a bag full of tricks even I don’t believe And I’m a whole different story underneath And I’m sick and tired of being right Ad my heart beats once a day There’s a hole in my head where the rain gets in And I’m too old to live any other way I’m trying to get better I’ll be your best friend And I’ll kiss goodbye to my evil twin On my word you can depend Boy scout to the end
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