Текст (слова) песни: Manic Street Preachers - Wrote For Luck
I wrote for luck They sent me you I sent for juice They sent me poison I hold the line You form a queue Try nothing hard There`s nothing else you can do You can try But you can`t chain me I can sniff, bend, stand and bend and roll over I don`t breathe I just dance There`s more than one sign And it`s getting less When you`re wet You`re getting dryer You used to speak the truth But now you`re a liar You used to speak the truth But now you`re clever
I wrote for luck They sent me you I sent for juice They sent me poison I hold the line You form a queue Try nothing hard There`s nothing else you can do And when you`re wet You`re getting dryer You used to speak the truth But now you`re a liar You used to speak the truth But now you`re clever And when it`s hot You start to melt Cos you`re not made of cheese You`re made of chocolate And when it`s cold You tend to cry Keep on piling out And not putting by
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