Prefab Sprout

Prefab Sprout - Technique songtekst

Je score:

One two three four five,
One two three four five.
One two three four five,
One two three four five.

Her husband works in Jodrell Bank,
he's home late in the morning,
Had he been a lawyer,
he wouldn't work for pennies.

In the morning I go walking,
it helps the hurting soften.
I've seen a lot of places,
'cos I miss her very often.

But I could never work there,
what a shame that I'm not clever.
It's for men with horn rimmed glasses,
and four distinguished A Level passes.

What chance so long ago, I buried something I should know.
What chance so long ago, I buried something I should know.

Verse and chapter they unfurl, and sprinkle it upon the world name it,
Technique, their eyes don't fill with wonder when you speak.
And I loathe the stilted way you made me speak.
Without recourse to lying distortion or cheating,
Technique, their eyes don't fill with wonder when you speak,
And I loathe the stilted way you made me speak.

Verse and chapter they unfurl, and sprinkle it upon the world name it,
Technique, their eyes don't fill with wonder when you speak.
And I loathe the stilted way you made me speak.
Without recourse to lying distortion or cheating,
Technique, their eyes don't fill with wonder when you speak,
And I loathe the stilted way you made me speak.
Vind dit lied op:
bol.com
amazon.com

Copyrights:

Auteur: ?

Componist: ?

Publisher: CBS Records

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 1984

Taal: Engels

Deel je mening

Dit formulier wordt beschermd door reCAPTCHA en de Google Privacy Policy en Servicevoorwaarden zijn daarbij van toepassing.

0 Reacties gevonden