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Текст (слова) песни: Xtc - Tissue Tigers (The Arguers)
I shout this,
You shout that,
The clouds are coming over looking awful black.
It`s all hot air.
You say go,
I say stay,
Clear blue sky goes Sheffield grey.
It`s all hot air.
I`ve grown immune to your claws,
Pussycat, I know...
All your threats are tissue tigers,
Crawling across the table to me.
All your threats are tissue tigers,
Ripping `em up is easy for me now.
I shout this,
You shout that,
An eye for heart and a tit for a tat.
You easy tear.
Think your stripes,
Are yellow and black,
I can only see the yellow one down your back,
You easy tear.
I`ve grown immune to your claws,
Pussycat, I know...
All your threats are tissue tigers,
Crawling across the table to me.
All your threats are tissue tigers,
Ripping `em up is easy for me now.
We argue all life long,
You`d swear that black was wrong,
Throw tantrums like Queen Kong,
I`ve trapped you in my song.
All your threats are tissue tigers,
Crawling across the table to me.
All your threats are tissue tigers,
Ripping `em up is easy for me now.
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