Letra de Shoot The Messenger - Catatonia

Somebody told me you�d found new bonhomie
Going places you�d never go with me
I felt myself become a bitter old shrew
Oh, I�d have bitten you in two if you would let me
I�d look deadly as a nun
Martyrdom does not become me
I�ll find love in vanity
Somebody told me you�d found places to go
New people to know, new ladies and so
I felt myself become a bitter old shrew
I�d have bitten her in two if you would let me
So if I don�t laugh what do I do?
If I don�t laugh and see this through
I shouldn�t even think of you
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Allow me one extravagance
Before they come and ban me
And let me shoot the messenger
So help me God they talk so much
This knowledge ain�t my business
But I hang on his every word
God speed his journey back to Hell
I might retreat singing
But all I hear is you
Just give me one more shot of gin
I�ll scream along to anything
Just let me shoot the messenger