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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Weird Milk
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alexander William Robson Griffiths
Songwriter
Charlie Glover-Wright
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Weird Milk
Producer
Michael Smith
Producer
歌詞
Oh, baby, down came the angels
Heaven ain't in the UK
I know 'cause I met Vienna and
C-A-R-L-O-T-A
I wish I had another lifetime
But private palace to pay
But I won't if it wasn't 'round a lover
I just hope she's gonna stay
God, I hate to feel again
Feel your judgements scold my sins
They'd been wrapped against my naked passions
And I
I came along to your movie
The film will milk the wife
Before the screen led a dance floor and
Viennese dresses of white
I felt my chance to enlighten
Ignore the look in your eye
We spent the last of an angel
A sittin' place for goodbye
God, I hate to feel again
Feel your judgements scold my sins
They'd been wrapped against my naked passions
You awake in him
The man I am inside a boy, oh
But you prized upon
A prize on a natural
I've got right now so let me in
Oh, what I would do
To beside you, forever with you
Oh, what do you say?
Would you risk me forever away
To a timeless and heavenly place?
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah
God, I hate to feel again
Feel your judgements scold my sins
They'd been wrapped against my naked passions
You awake in him
The man I am inside a boy, oh
But you prized upon
A prize on a natural
I've got right now so let me in
Writer(s): Charlie Vaughan Glover-wright, Alexander William Robson Griffiths
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