Vídeo de música
Vídeo de música
Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wayward Sons
Performer
Toby Jepson
Lead Vocals
Sam Wood
Electric Guitar
Dave Kemp
Background Vocals
Nic Wastell
Electric Bass Guitar
Philip Martin
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Toby Jepson
Songwriter
Sam Wood
Songwriter
Dave Kemp
Songwriter
Nic Wastell
Songwriter
Philip Martin
Songwriter
Letra
Beaten to the punch
He casts his mind back to the start of this predicament But it's difficult to see where it went wrong
It started out so well grand hopes of high employment Good intentions, best foot forward, get it on
He's a model citizen With old school style and grace Complete Who prides himself in manners Chivalry and turning cheeks But these days reputations built On chaff and not the wheat
Don't delay, Hurry up
Or get beaten to the punch With no invite to the party Ash to ash, Dust to dust
When you're beaten to the punch
You end up right back where you started When everybody's out to lunch
You're inevitably beaten to the punch
The vultures circled from the moment he walked in The stench of fear oozed out of every pore
The knives were out and slashing Smirks were stifled as their laughing Reverb'd painfully Down every corridor
As reality was dawning Like a fool he tried to stall em Being past his sell by date Meant no way back
And a world he didn't recognise Kicked him right between the eyes
Don't delay, Hurry up
Or get beaten to the punch With no invite to the party Ash to ash, Dust to dust
When you're beaten to the punch
You end up right back where you started When everybody's out to lunch
You're inevitably beaten to the punch
As reality was dawning Like a fool he tried to stall em Being past his sell by date Meant no way back
And a world he didn't recognise Kicked him right between the eyes Repeat chorus
Written by: Dave Kemp, Nic Wastell, Philip Martin, Sam Wood, Toby Jepson


