Текст (слова) песни: Fall, The - Gentlemen`s Agreement
We plough the fields together In all types of intemperance Our bones cracked in unison Gentlemen`s, gentlemen`s agreement
You know what he is And probably still is Sticking his colours To whatever new mast there is But our agreement is over
I thought we had some kind of agreement But with you it was just prurience You`re addicted to excitement My energies are down now with yours And you`re sitting on my back fence But I thought we had an agreement Gentlemen`s, gentlemen`s agreement
Your brain is software Your brain is Game Boy It`s filled with excretement And your short-term memory Will fleetingly remember Our gentlemen`s, gentlemen`s agreement