Letra de That's All Folks - Catatonia
Letra de canci�n de That's All Folks de Catatonia lyrics
Ooh baby blue is it true
It's not you that they came for
I'm a free radical, libertine
Jimmy Dean, eat your heart out
Did no one warn us, no one want us?
They did not warm to us
Ooh baby blue, the lies ring true
I feel winter's breath in my bones
But I'm a loose-cannon whore
Knows the score
Shown the door before the night's out
At least you wear your bruises well
At least you have some tales, something about you
Ooh baby blue time plays tricks
You always knew the wise feign injury
Did no one warn us, no one want us?
They did not warm to us
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I could do without lectures
So heaven protect us
From these bad vibes you're giving
I could call my agent
But James Bond, well he ain't
Oh, these bad vibes you're giving
I could talk with my label
But I am not able
This could do with a remix
But don't break what's not fixed
Oh, these bad vibes you're giving
That's all, folks
That's all, folks
That's all, folks
Fuck-all, folks
That's all, folks
Fuck-all, folks
That's all, folks
Two hundred and seventy-five hundred pounds is nothing
It's not you that they came for
I'm a free radical, libertine
Jimmy Dean, eat your heart out
Did no one warn us, no one want us?
They did not warm to us
Ooh baby blue, the lies ring true
I feel winter's breath in my bones
But I'm a loose-cannon whore
Knows the score
Shown the door before the night's out
At least you wear your bruises well
At least you have some tales, something about you
Ooh baby blue time plays tricks
You always knew the wise feign injury
Did no one warn us, no one want us?
They did not warm to us
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I could do without lectures
So heaven protect us
From these bad vibes you're giving
I could call my agent
But James Bond, well he ain't
Oh, these bad vibes you're giving
I could talk with my label
But I am not able
This could do with a remix
But don't break what's not fixed
Oh, these bad vibes you're giving
That's all, folks
That's all, folks
That's all, folks
Fuck-all, folks
That's all, folks
Fuck-all, folks
That's all, folks
Two hundred and seventy-five hundred pounds is nothing