Песня «Told You So»
исполнителя The Fratellis.
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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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  • She said oh my, I don’t know why I was just busy watching everyone go by Outside the shite bar, and you’re a red car Me and your girlfriend and your sister with the big scar I said oh Christ, I told you twice It’s just not easy going through all these things thrice What’s this I wonder, you drive a bluebird You got no money for the petrol, that’s what I heard And it’s all right, she’ll be sucking fingers all night Wearing those shoes, oh any excuse to go to the gang fight And oh she’s alright, everybody says she’s uptight Sick in the head, first in the bed So easy to be Friday’s nightmare I said oh no, oh please just go You got no eyelids and sweet ella loves me so She got my number, though I can’t stand her I can’t help diggin her a hope I guess I wonder And oh it’s clear, you want me dear It would be easier if I was never here You got the money, and I got the reason, I’ll stick around with you for just another season And it’s alright, she’ll be sucking fingers all night Wearing those shoes, oh any excuse to go to the gang fight And oh she’s alright, everybody says she’s uptight Sick in the head, first in the bed So easy to be Friday’s nightmare She’s just getting along, So don’t tell me she’s yours Oh please tell me I’m wrong again It’s all in a daze/day, So what can you say Just; sleep in yer shoes With the winterbox blues Any time you choose, Oh yeah She said oh my, I don’t know why I was just busy watching everyone go by Outside the shite bar, and you’re a red car Me and your girlfriend and your sister with the big scar She said oh Christ, I told you twice It’s just not easy going through all these things thrice What’s this I wonder, you drive a bluebird You got no money for the petrol, that’s what I heard And it’s alright, she’ll be sucking fingers all night Wearing those shoes, oh any excuse to go to the gang fight And oh she’s alright, everybody says she’s uptight Sick in the head, first in the bed So easy to be Friday’s wonder
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