Песня «Told You So»
исполнителя The Fratellis.
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Текст песни:

Oh I miss the womb
Put me back and make it soon
Where’s my bliss, what’s this sound
Have you seen my solid ground

All is nothing being everything
Tell me why, tell me when
Naked soup, tasteless bread
Can I have your life instead

I’m the singer, I’m the song
Give it up, give it up
Do me right and do me wrong
Give it up, give it up
Won’t you take me home please
Make me feel something real
Sing me from your window
Let me be your side show
Let me be the one to say I told you so
I told you so


Oh I spoke too soon
All these answers make me swoon
Where’s my fire, what’s this noise
Is this even my own voice

All is nothing though I don’t know why
Please don’t let this pass me by
Where’s my bliss, what’s this sound
Have you seen my solid ground

I’m the singer, I’m the song
Give it up, give it up
Do me right and do me wrong
Give it up, give it up
Won’t you take me home please
Make me feel something real
Sing me from your window
Let me be your side show
Let me be the one to say I told you so
I told you so

Baby you’re a bad man
Everybody knows
Better take what you can steal
Before that hurricane blows
You were there when Adam fell from bliss
And no one knew your name
Better leave now from the way you came
Kneel down
Make no sound
Here comes your last time around
Take that smile from off your lips
Where you going time just slips

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  • Filthy rag dolls in the bed I cant listen to what they said Don't get silly don't get so sick get some trousers and get some quick All the wasters they come in threes honey that's no excuse to tease Is this your house do you live here your not as sick as you appear In the day though your dumb in a way And everybody's giving me a hand me down for my cigarello of yellow and brown Everybody wants me to be there side show a brown n yellow cigarello dancing under your window Can we watch movies on your TV don't have to get dressed just for me We could stay home and get drunk quick I could wear your dress and your lipstick Or we could go out and steal a car both get loaded and drive real far Is this your house do you live here your not as sick as you appear In the day……… And everybody's giving me a hand me down for my cigarello of yellow and brown Everybody wants me to be there side show a brown n yellow cigarello dancing under your window And everybody's giving me a hand me down for my cigarello of yellow and brown Everybody wants me to be there side show a brown n yellow cigarello dancing under your window And everybody's giving me a hand me down for my cigarello of yellow and brown Everybody wants me to be there side show a brown n yellow cigarello dancing under your window
  • [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]
  • She said, "I know that there will come a time When I get nothing from the blood and the wine" I'm gonna sell this soul of mine I'm gonna sell this soul of mine You'll find me a silver chain They'll deny me and whisper my name I'm gonna sell this soul of mine I'm gonna sell this soul of mine I'll carry myself half way blind Through each and every doorway I can find I'm gonna sell this soul of mine I'm gonna sell this soul of mine I'm gonna lose my lonely mind for you Well there's an answer if only I knew It'll carry my heart home to you I'm gonna sell this soul of mine I'm gonna sell this soul of mine I'm digging the dirt for a sign And pray to let my little light shine I'm gonna sell this soul of mine I'm gonna sell this soul of mine I'm going to lose my lonely mind for you I'm going to lose my lonely mind for you Tell one last beautiful lie for me Make all your promises rhyme for me Keep me in line but do it honestly Make it real, make it slow, stay alive for me Come on, babe where the line goes dead I'll be fire, I'll be rain, I'll be joy, I'll be dread Come on, baby don't be shy All I want is you and I Out on the street I'll be every face There'll be no man alive That can take my place Give it up, let it go The sooner you do the sooner I'll go I'm digging the dirt for a sign And I'll pray to let my little light shine And set my heart on the line I'm gonna sell this soul of mine I'm gonna sell this soul of mine I'm going to lose my lonely mind for you I'm going to lose my lonely mind I'm going to lose my lonely mind for you
  • Well I never thought of myself as a subtle kind of man I dreamed I was alive one time before the world began And every time I walk the street my troubles drag my heels I could not pretend that I wasn’t lost in how it feels I’m gonna be your Elvis I’m gonna be your Steve McQueen I was dead long before I was born, my mother did proclaim Send him back to Jesus, tell him I was not to blame Well well well tell me how can I refuse When every angel left in heaven bet that I would lose The sound of frozen bells and horns was all that I could hear And every word that I ignored was ringing in my ear I could not pretend that I was even half amused When all they ever told me left me shaken and confused I’m gonna be your Elvis I’m gonna be your Steve McQueen I’m gonna be the man you could not dream Well I shaked out right on down the road til no one knew my name The future came and went so fast I almost bet the same I slept a guilty sleep for seven years I was a ghost Of everyone I ever loved I loved myself the most When everyone was breaking up I was breaking down I kept myself amused in high heeled shoes and sequin gowns Those voices on the radio, they all just made me numb So I covered up my ears with bandages and bubble gum And I boarded up the windows and I denied that I was me I sold my brains for science and my soul for security Now I’m a walking shadow of the fool I used to be I heard they held my funeral and there was no one there but me I’m gonna be your Elvis I’m gonna be your Steve McQueen I’m gonna be your terrorist I’m gonna be your Steve McQueen I’m gonna be the man you could not dream The man you could not dream The man you could not dream The man you could not dream The man you could not dream
  • I'm trying to keep my brains from getting dry There's only way I know I'm gonna bolt shut the windows Barricade the doors Let all of my judgements go I'll take the meat from the table Talk straight while I'm able Untill I'm nothing less than a crime Until my heart stops beating I will drink myself too much wine Well I know I'm getting nowhere Creeping up the backstair Telling myself I'm in pain Even I don't believe me I'm threatening to leave me Till only my dumbness remains Well even schoolgirls deride me There's something dead inside me I'd give away my blood for a sign Until my ship comes in I'm gonna drink myself too much wine Too much wine, too much wine I'll be your best kind of friend I'll be submissive to the end of the line And when the clock strikes seven They can cut me down in my prime I'll be your last witchdoctor I'll be anything for too much wine I'm trying to keep my brains from getting dry There's only way I know I'm gonna bolt shut the windows Barricade the door Let all of my judgements go I'll take the meat from the table Talk straight while I'm able Untill I'm nothing less than a crime Until my heart stops beating I will drink myself too much wine Too much wine, too much wine Too much wine I'll be your best kind of friend I'll be submissive to the end of the line And when the clock strikes seven They can cut me down in my prime I'll be your last witchdoctor I'll be anything for too much wine Too much wine, too much wine I'll be your best kind of friend I'll be submissive to the end of the line And when the clock strikes seven They can cut me down in my prime I'll be your last witchdoctor too much wine I'll be anything for too much wine I'll be your last witchdoctor too much wine I'll be anything for too much wine I'll be your last witchdoctor too much wine I'll be anything for too much wine