Featured In
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
ABC
Performer
Martin Fry
Vocals
Mark White
Keyboards
Brad Lang
Bass Guitar
David Palmer
Drums
Stephen Singleton
Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Martin Fry
Composer
Mark Lickley
Songwriter
Mark White
Composer
Stephen Singleton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gary Langan
Engineer
Trevor Horn
Producer
Lyrics
When I accepted this job
I was resigned to my fate
When I got there early
She'd arrive late
You can say she's gone forever
Or just sit tight and wait
She said I was unprincipled
That I was not the first
Like the Phoenix coming back
From the ashes, uh-huh
I know what's good,
But I know what trash is
In the head-lights,
In the highlights of her hair...
Hit the head lines
But she's not there:
Many happy returns
Many happy returns
These are the lessons I could have learned
Return. Many happy returns
And these are the letters I should have burned
Okay, I'm sad, not blue
Okay, remember
All that matters to me now
Is the message I sent her
Like the world, spinning 'round
On its axis, uh-huh
I know democracy
But I know what's fascist
When she's gone, all I got to learn
Is the law of diminishing return
When she's here, one thing I've found
Things get better second time around
Many happy returns
Many happy returns
These are the lessons I could have learned
Return. Many happy returns
And these are the letters I should have burned
Okay I'm sad, not blue
Okay, remember
All that matters to me now
Is the message I sent her
Now she's gone, she's gone away
Now she's gone forget her
Coming back another day
If you'd only let her
Now she's gone, she's gone away
But she's gone forget her
Coming back another day
So why resurrect her?
Many happy returns
Many happy returns
These are the lessons I could have learned
Return. Many happy returns
And these are the letters I should have burned
Writer(s): Mark Andrew White, Martin David Fry, Stephen Barry Singleton, Mark Christopher Lickley
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