Слова:
Williams Robbie Escapology

Loose lips sunk ships I'm getting to grips With what you said No it's not in my head I can't awaken the dead Day after day Why don't we talk about it

Always and forever is forever young Your shadow on the pavement, the dark side of the sun Gotta dream the dream all over and sleep it tight You don't

Don't fight the feelin', relax Oh child, the knots in your back 'Cause, you've been holdin' on I feel you when you're reachin' out I'll talk you through

You said when you'd die that you'd walk with me every day And I'd start to cry and say please don't talk that way With the blink of an eye, the Lord came

Johnny and Robbie Youth, why you talking like that were from Stoke I dunno, but I can't stop here, pally Like the wallpaper sticks to the wall Oh, like

Hello, did you miss me? I know, I'm hard to resist Y'all can come and help me Pick the sweet corn out of this It's hard to be humble When you're so fuckin

: You can't manufacture a miracle the silence was pitiful, that day a love is getting too cynical passion's just physical, these days you analyze everyone

: Don't fight the feeling, relax Oh child the knot's in your back 'Cause you've been holding on I feel you when you're reaching out I'll talk you through

: So unimpressed but so in awe Such a saint but such a whore So self aware so full of shit So indecisive so adamant I'm contemplating thinking about