PrimaNota.ru - самый крупный в мире бесплатный архив песенных текстов, аккордов, табулатур и нот


Beautiful South - I My Be Ugly - текст песни, видео

Регистрация Запомнить меня
Войти через:  Facebook Google Twitter Vk Yandex Mail.ru

Beautiful South - I My Be Ugly - текст песни, видео

Печатать
Просмотров: 85
With a face like a crab's bus ticket
And skin like a llama's door mat
He was aways gonna struggle
Nature had seen to that
He dreamt of those old-fashioned movies
Where Bogart gets the dame
But a lorry load of Lorre
Is still the score of pain
And he sings
I may be ugly
But I've got the bottle-opener
He may be fat but he's got the cork-screw
And in the party party politics of this ugly fame
There is no orderly queue
With a chin like a tramps juke-box
And eyes like a rhino's ash-tray
It was always going to be pantomime
That made him sing and dance anyway
When you feel like London
And you look like hull
You think Travolta pulled Newton-John
Who did John Hurt pull?
And they compliment the compliment
And it's driving you insane
It's like talking to a helicopter
When you know that you're a plane
Breath like a mountains goat's satchel
Nose like a pool of sick
But you always leave your flies ahoy
'Cause the world wants to suck your dick
Let it suck!
And he sings
I may be ugly
But I've got the bottle-opener
He may be fat but he's got the cork-screw
And in the party party politics of this ugly fame
There is no orderly queue
Добавлено: 25.09.2013
Другие материалы по этой песне:
  • Текст (слова)

Страница создана 25.09.2013
http://primanota.ru/beautiful-south/i-my-be-ugly-lyrics.htm
Привет, Гость.
Предлагаем пройти революционный курс по гитаре.
Подарок от PrimaNota.Ru, забирай!