Blasphemy Robbie Williams

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Blasphemy
The egyptians built the pyramids,
The romans did what they did.
Now everything's come down to this.
It's just you and I, our kid we could.
Send a million to the moon.
But why can't i get on with you?
The Cellophane around my mouth.
Stops the anger slipping out.

Our deaf and dumb dinners,
Gravy in the mud.
No singles, just fillers,
Sometimes I wish I could, but.
I can't behave.
I know that’s not the heathen in me.
It's just that i've been bleeding lately,
Internally, don't turn to me.
Bite your tongue, the torrid weapon.
You could learn a useful lesson
What's so great about the great depression?
Was it blast for you, cos’ it's blasphemy.

Words cut like a knife in vaseline
You can't really mean what you mean,
When say what you say.
Toreads make them come out that way.
Wish I was here, well, I wish you weren't.
Your gift of anger's better burnt.
If nothing's said then nothing's learnt.
I thought i wasn't, but i'm really hurting.

Our deaf and dumb dinners.
There's gravy in the mud and,
I can't behave.
I know that’s not the heathen in me.
It's just that I've been bleeding lately,
Internally, don't turn to me.
All I’ll bite my tongue, the torrid weapon.
I could learn a useful lesson.
What's so great about the great depression?
Was it a blast for you, blasphemy.

Our great adventures,
Christmas in the snow.
Seen at the mention maybe,
What a way to go.

I can't behave.
I know that’s not the heathen in me.
It's just that I've been bleeding lately,
Internally, so turn to me.
Bite your tongue, your torrid weapon.
We could learn a useful lesson
In a great it’s great depression?
It’s not a blast for me, it’s blasphemy.




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