Don't talk about it Don't want to know about it Arguing with you's no good You'll be nobody's fool but you'll almost speak Don't let me know about it
Sit right down if you're a friend You know there ain't too many left of them You said, ?I want love, I want it all? You look better now than last time
A' Rebours, A' Rebours You sent for me I was knock, knock knocking on death's door You ignore, adore, A' Rebours me You leave me washed up begging for
I heard it said You had come back from the dead And you were playing so fine Scooping up the soul of the wine Courage, my boy The way you looked them
Everything's got to be Just how it has to be Or he won't play And I know that boy wants to Approach me and say All he's got to say Maybe he'll say it
They would if they could, but they can't So if they talk like they could Are you going to heed a word they say All I'm trying to say was I'm in love
Ohh, ohh, ohh Why would you pay to see me in a cage? And why would you pay to see me in a cage? Some men call the stage Listen now I have gone you will
Down in Albion Ah, they're black and blue But we don't talk about that Are you from 'round here? How do you do? I'd like to talk about that Talk
[Incomprehensible] What did I dream? Oh, there's nothin' as it seems On the way back 'round for me What did I dream? There's nothin' as it seems On
I'll tell you a story but you won't listen It's about a nightmare steeped in tradition It's the story of a coked-up pansy Who spends his nights in flights
You have always thinking of her You're in love and you don't know what to say But I saw her at the fair and she feels the same way She was married by
It's rough, it's wicked and rough It's hard, Pentonville rough It's tough, it's wicked and rough It's hard, Pentonville rough Now, in Pentonville there
Oh Paddy, put the pipe down If you got the right sound If it's not the right sound Neither am I, oh my, oh my Do your sums Work out a fairer way? If
Now here's a tale Tale I will tell Blood lust after no sweet love And a many, many things I do so well Oh you know that's the end That's the end
Up the morning, up, up the morning Up the morning, up, up the morning Up the morning, up, up the morning Up the morning, up, up the morning Up the morning
Shoop, shoop, shoop de-lang de-lang Shoop, shoop, shoop de-lang de-lang Shoop, shoop, shoop de-lang de-lang Shoop, shoop, shoop de-lang de-lang Shoop,
Now come away (away), won't you come away We'll go to... Bedtown, Oldham, Nunthorpe, Rowlam, Bristol Aaa-nywhere in Albion Anywhere in Albion Anywhere in Albion Anywhere in Albion Anywhere in Albion
Preklad: Babyshambles. Albion.
