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I fell under such gentle persuasion | <noinclude>{{Lyrics for|The Comedians}}</noinclude> | ||
I fell under such gentle persuasion<br> | |||
You can't refuse it's like a home from home | You can't refuse it's like a home from home<br> | ||
Meanwhile in the motorcar kingdom<br> | |||
Meanwhile in the motorcar kingdom | They're finding that all that glitters is not chrome<br> | ||
The social circle have these cardiac complaints<br> | |||
They're finding that all that glitters is not chrome | Their hearts are empty when their hands are full<br> | ||
All these new found fond acquaintances<br> | |||
The social circle have these cardiac complaints | Turn out to be the red rag to my bull<br> | ||
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Their hearts are empty when their hands are full | ''Chorus:''<br> | ||
And I'm up while the dawn is breaking<br> | |||
All these new found fond acquaintances | Even though my heart is aching<br> | ||
I should be drinking a toast to absent friends<br> | |||
Turn out to be the red rag to my bull | Instead of these comedians<br> | ||
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I've looked into these eyes upon reflection<br> | |||
They've seen the face of love, they've seen a few<br> | |||
''Chorus:'' | What kind of love is this upon inspection<br> | ||
You'll be the last to know who's fooling who<br> | |||
And I'm up while the dawn is breaking | <br> | ||
''(Chorus)''<br> | |||
Even though my heart is aching | |||
I should be drinking a toast to absent friends | |||
Instead of these comedians | |||
I've looked into these eyes upon reflection | |||
They've seen the face of love, they've seen a few | |||
What kind of love is this upon inspection | |||
You'll be the last to know who's fooling who | |||
''(Chorus)'' | |||
Latest revision as of 05:04, 3 May 2009
The Comedians
I fell under such gentle persuasion
You can't refuse it's like a home from home
Meanwhile in the motorcar kingdom
They're finding that all that glitters is not chrome
The social circle have these cardiac complaints
Their hearts are empty when their hands are full
All these new found fond acquaintances
Turn out to be the red rag to my bull
Chorus:
And I'm up while the dawn is breaking
Even though my heart is aching
I should be drinking a toast to absent friends
Instead of these comedians
I've looked into these eyes upon reflection
They've seen the face of love, they've seen a few
What kind of love is this upon inspection
You'll be the last to know who's fooling who
(Chorus)
