I found me a pulse I found me a pulse And I came to the Screaming city baby I found me a pulse... I bought me some clothes I bought me some clothes And I played in the Screaming city baby I got given clothe...
We're village idiots And words tie us up in knots But it's OK...
I lost me some clothes And my GP upped my dose I crave acclaim not your Simpering pity maybe I won't give up the ghost...
I'll be the hostess with the most And I won't give up my post I'll come alive in the Screaming city baby And I won't give up the ghost...
But we're village idiots And the party never stops But it's OK...
Cos' to struggle Would be meaningless We are what we are Everyone of us...
You love those disco thrills Oh you love those disco thrills Oh you really take The biscuit baby You love those disco thrills...
But we're village idiots And the party never stops But it's OK...
Cos' to struggle Would be meaningless We are what we are Everyone of us...
But it's OK But it's all right But it's OK...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
