Through A Long & Sleepless Night
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โฑ๏ธ 6:13 duration
๐ ID: 2416384
๐ Lyrics
Through a long and sleepless night / I thought upon the jury's plight
If what is wrong can feel so right / then life's no longer black and
White
It's four o'clock and all's not well / in my private circle of hell
I contemplate my navel hair / and slowly slide into despair
This rut has fast become a trench / This smell has turned into the
Stench
Of rotten dreams and stale ideals / The past is snapping at my heels
Oh Danny Boy the pipes are blocked / with bedtime blues and future shock
I know the best is yet to come / but does it always take this long?
I can put on the perfume, even wear the dress sometimes
But I will always be the bridegroom and never the bride
You deserve to be horse-whipped / But I've no horse that joke's so shit
And whips would only make it worse / don't tempt the lonely and perverse
The casualties of casual sex / The child of three with X-ray specs
The conman low in self-esteem / The Casanova in your dreams
I'll scream and scream and scream until / I've made myself critically
Ill
In hospital in case you're there / in uniform, intensive care
I know you'll be the death of me / but what a cool death that would be
I'd rather die than be deprived / of Wonderbras and thunder thighs
I can put on the perfume, even wear the dress sometimes
But I will always be the bridegroom and never the bride
Bored of normality? Why not go daft? / It's easy to do if you try
Slide right back down that self-confident path / you've just so
Laboriously climbed
Pickle your liver and addle your brain / Live the Bohemian life
Die young and penniless somewhere in Spain / Then again you could try
Just to live your own life
In the way that you find most amusing / I DON'T REALLY CARE!
I can put on the perfume, even wear the dress sometimes
But I will always be the bridegroom and I will never be the bride
Never be the bride
If what is wrong can feel so right / then life's no longer black and
White
It's four o'clock and all's not well / in my private circle of hell
I contemplate my navel hair / and slowly slide into despair
This rut has fast become a trench / This smell has turned into the
Stench
Of rotten dreams and stale ideals / The past is snapping at my heels
Oh Danny Boy the pipes are blocked / with bedtime blues and future shock
I know the best is yet to come / but does it always take this long?
I can put on the perfume, even wear the dress sometimes
But I will always be the bridegroom and never the bride
You deserve to be horse-whipped / But I've no horse that joke's so shit
And whips would only make it worse / don't tempt the lonely and perverse
The casualties of casual sex / The child of three with X-ray specs
The conman low in self-esteem / The Casanova in your dreams
I'll scream and scream and scream until / I've made myself critically
Ill
In hospital in case you're there / in uniform, intensive care
I know you'll be the death of me / but what a cool death that would be
I'd rather die than be deprived / of Wonderbras and thunder thighs
I can put on the perfume, even wear the dress sometimes
But I will always be the bridegroom and never the bride
Bored of normality? Why not go daft? / It's easy to do if you try
Slide right back down that self-confident path / you've just so
Laboriously climbed
Pickle your liver and addle your brain / Live the Bohemian life
Die young and penniless somewhere in Spain / Then again you could try
Just to live your own life
In the way that you find most amusing / I DON'T REALLY CARE!
I can put on the perfume, even wear the dress sometimes
But I will always be the bridegroom and I will never be the bride
Never be the bride
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:22.79] Through a long and sleepless night / I thought upon the jury's plight
[00:31.04] If what is wrong can feel so right / then life's no longer black and
[00:38.30] White
[00:39.41] It's four o'clock and all's not well / in my private circle of hell
[00:47.69] I contemplate my navel hair / and slowly slide into despair
[00:56.11] This rut has fast become a trench / This smell has turned into the
[01:03.52] Stench
[01:04.20] Of rotten dreams and stale ideals / The past is snapping at my heels
[01:12.74] Oh Danny Boy the pipes are blocked / with bedtime blues and future shock
[01:21.15] I know the best is yet to come / but does it always take this long?
[01:30.40] I can put on the perfume, even wear the dress sometimes
[01:38.52] But I will always be the bridegroom and never the bride
[01:48.42] You deserve to be horse-whipped / But I've no horse that joke's so shit
[01:57.25] And whips would only make it worse / don't tempt the lonely and perverse
[02:05.22] The casualties of casual sex / The child of three with X-ray specs
[02:13.56] The conman low in self-esteem / The Casanova in your dreams
[02:22.30] I'll scream and scream and scream until / I've made myself critically
[02:30.00] Ill
[02:30.55] In hospital in case you're there / in uniform, intensive care
[02:39.19] I know you'll be the death of me / but what a cool death that would be
[02:47.39] I'd rather die than be deprived / of Wonderbras and thunder thighs
[02:57.05] I can put on the perfume, even wear the dress sometimes
[03:05.24] But I will always be the bridegroom and never the bride
[03:14.82]
[03:49.24] Bored of normality? Why not go daft? / It's easy to do if you try
[04:04.94] Slide right back down that self-confident path / you've just so
[04:16.04] Laboriously climbed
[04:24.78] Pickle your liver and addle your brain / Live the Bohemian life
[04:43.04] Die young and penniless somewhere in Spain / Then again you could try
[04:51.52] Just to live your own life
[04:53.27] In the way that you find most amusing / I DON'T REALLY CARE!
[05:12.09]
[05:25.53] I can put on the perfume, even wear the dress sometimes
[05:36.82] But I will always be the bridegroom and I will never be the bride
[05:41.34] Never be the bride
[05:43.26]
[00:31.04] If what is wrong can feel so right / then life's no longer black and
[00:38.30] White
[00:39.41] It's four o'clock and all's not well / in my private circle of hell
[00:47.69] I contemplate my navel hair / and slowly slide into despair
[00:56.11] This rut has fast become a trench / This smell has turned into the
[01:03.52] Stench
[01:04.20] Of rotten dreams and stale ideals / The past is snapping at my heels
[01:12.74] Oh Danny Boy the pipes are blocked / with bedtime blues and future shock
[01:21.15] I know the best is yet to come / but does it always take this long?
[01:30.40] I can put on the perfume, even wear the dress sometimes
[01:38.52] But I will always be the bridegroom and never the bride
[01:48.42] You deserve to be horse-whipped / But I've no horse that joke's so shit
[01:57.25] And whips would only make it worse / don't tempt the lonely and perverse
[02:05.22] The casualties of casual sex / The child of three with X-ray specs
[02:13.56] The conman low in self-esteem / The Casanova in your dreams
[02:22.30] I'll scream and scream and scream until / I've made myself critically
[02:30.00] Ill
[02:30.55] In hospital in case you're there / in uniform, intensive care
[02:39.19] I know you'll be the death of me / but what a cool death that would be
[02:47.39] I'd rather die than be deprived / of Wonderbras and thunder thighs
[02:57.05] I can put on the perfume, even wear the dress sometimes
[03:05.24] But I will always be the bridegroom and never the bride
[03:14.82]
[03:49.24] Bored of normality? Why not go daft? / It's easy to do if you try
[04:04.94] Slide right back down that self-confident path / you've just so
[04:16.04] Laboriously climbed
[04:24.78] Pickle your liver and addle your brain / Live the Bohemian life
[04:43.04] Die young and penniless somewhere in Spain / Then again you could try
[04:51.52] Just to live your own life
[04:53.27] In the way that you find most amusing / I DON'T REALLY CARE!
[05:12.09]
[05:25.53] I can put on the perfume, even wear the dress sometimes
[05:36.82] But I will always be the bridegroom and I will never be the bride
[05:41.34] Never be the bride
[05:43.26]