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作词 : Michael Scott/Monsieur Cat/Bethany Herrington/Nicholas Ward |
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作曲 : Michael Scott/Monsieur Cat/Bethany Herrington/Nicholas Ward |
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I might be gone till Friday |
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So I pray |
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I won't be gone too long |
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So lately, if I've been acting strangely |
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I didn't mean no wrong |
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I feel the rain coming |
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Black clouds cover so it's dark now |
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Pink flowers shimmer in the past |
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Memories and laughs |
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They attach by the thread, holding together who we are |
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Yeah, I really feel it now |
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But when it's all unraveled |
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And the meaning is revealed |
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I guess it all makes sense |
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But yeah it's still cold outside |
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Look |
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These days, when it rains, it pours |
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Yeah, the reason why, I couldn't be sure |
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Maybe something to do with the acc*mulation of pain in my heart and mind |
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That's slightly funny |
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Cause I've already tried to make a change |
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And then attain liberation for my older ways |
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But growing up people change, they never stay the same |
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Maybe just the way I see the world from my window |
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But it's warm inside, so tonight I'm chilling if that's all alright |
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It's not like I ain't even got enough people around me |
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Just often find that, even in the best of times |
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I'll be lying if I said I was being honest |
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So I leave it to bleak sonnets and tonic wine |
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To break me out of a city where I live |
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I'll resent and reside |
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It sounds silly, the problem getting smaller with every line |
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Though, the reason I write many nights, ****ing up my mind |
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I just need the space to decide |
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I might be gone till Friday |
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So I pray |
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I won't be gone too long |
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So lately, if I've been acting strangely |
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I didn't mean no wrong |
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I held it together as long as I could |
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I'm sorry you see the bad side of me too |
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But the little bits build-up |
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I think I handle it well |
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Then before you know it |
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I've fell under multiple spells |
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It takes a while to re-piece myself |
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You don't deserve what you receive when I'm there |
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But, it always comes back round |
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And I love you for standing by |
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Soon it's your turn and you know I'm close at hand |
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Ladies be mingling |
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Sun rays are twinkling |
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Spliffs are getting bunned and the tins are getting binged again |
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The birds and the bee parts of bodies starts tingling |
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And Lausse the kitten left to give some hope to all the single men |
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The spring season came with bliss down to kiss-kiss the rain |
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N' bid it's batty bye-bye out of England |
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Lausse the kitten went and skipped town to dip-dip to Spain |
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But took the wrong plane and ended up Parisian |
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My linen's cleaner now, and my liver's litter's living better now I live where there's a million baguettes |
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Still the dough's short and d**kheads wanna sort a couple debts |
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So kitten cut across the coast |
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To find a home with no address |
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It's the half-a**ed Olympics |
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Like Aldi, I'm stress-less |
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But every Lidl helps as says Tesco's |
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I'll sprint through every city town and season |
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Keep the Chesher grin gleaming |
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Till the reaper makes me breathless |
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I might be gone till Friday |
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So I pray |
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I won't be gone too long |
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So lately, if I've been acting strangely |
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I didn't mean no wrong |
