Testo It's A Mugs Game - 2002 Edit Version - Soft Cell

Testo della canzone It's A Mugs Game - 2002 Edit Version (Soft Cell), tratta dall'album The Very Best Of Soft Cell

Oh God it's another night
And your head is feeling like a lump of lead
You should never have drunk those party fours
You should have been home being good instead
Ever been in a déjà vu
And the end is the same again
You ran out of your silver things
And you're trying to be so high class
But you need a bath and your hair's looking like string
And though you're nearly broke
You end up paying for all the drinks
And you tell them "Oh it's nothing
There's a million where those came from"
And then you whisper to your longest suffering friend
"Please lend me a few quid"
Oh God it's another day
And your stomach's feeling like a blown up balloon
You should never have eaten that greasy food
The doctor told you that chilli was bad for your blood
And you're standing at the chemist's booth
Coughing up your guts like you're at death's door
And all this for a packet of dogos
And the assistant gives you a wink and you turn bright red
It's at times like this that you wish you were dead
And you take the whole packet
And you feel like you've drunk a bottle of bleach
And you tell yourself "Never, never again"
And not until next week anyway
And you were never one for holding drink
And you stagger off to the toilet
And you throw up like it was Christmas
And you miss the bowl and you hit your shoes
And there's no paper towels
What else can go wrong with you?
It's a choice between a cab fare home
And a packet of cigarettes so you choose
And the money sticks in the machine
And the manager says "Tough shit, drink up and leave"
Oh God it's another disease
And you just got rid of the last
You were beginning to feel okay
And the friends you gave it to were speaking to you again
You find yourself having sex in the back of a car
And the girl underneath doesn't care who you are
And you're nearly there and she still doesn't care
And her chewing gum is getting stuck in your hair
And there's something wrong, something that you forgot
Oh shit you've forgotten the rubber
And you don't want a kid
Well deny it was you
Oh Christ if your dad finds out
Then he'll make you stay in and do your homework
And cut your hair and wear your school uniform
Out in the street
What a fate worse than death
Oh well he can't hit you
You can hit him back
And play your records so loud
All the ones that he especially hates
Deep Purple and rock
Led Zeppelin too
Well even you hate those
Well on second thought
I think I'll leave home and go and live
Burn in America
Because they earn more money there
And you can get away with murder
Yeah
Oh this summer's game
I can't wait till I'm 21
And then tell them all to sod off



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Writer(s): Marc Almond, David James Ball
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