Please someone say the unsayable Will someone please tell me I'm wrong I live everyday like a saddest pray For I have to appear to be strong and that's wrong I'm too weak to be strong
Today I met with the Germans and held my secret police Discussing conspiracies and prison facilities For moments I can never release and they'll be at peace until they're released
With cause I? with the army It's not like I've got any choice They officially don't need my father before me But gunpoint has its own voice
Jokies are not even a demagogue Have you heard me giving a speech? Wow factor inventoried, I sound quite? So deluded, it beggars belief It would be such a relief Not to give another speech
Can someone please say the impossible?
I've lost any will, to threat and kill It would be easy for you to defeat At any resistance I'd meet I'll beat in retreat
I'd rather have you to shoot me But I quite understand if you didn't Watch out for the army, the generals and the bombing With the thought of take over bend Oh, please will somebody put me Out of my misery The sadder dictator, sooner or later Flees so that you can be free If you get rid of me, we can all be free
Compositores: Christopher Sean Lowe (Chris Lowe) (PRS), Neil Francis Tennant (Neil Tennant) (PRS)Editor: Cage Music LtdPublicado em 2016 (02/Mar) e lançado em 2015ECAD verificado obra #13831072 e fonograma #12081553 em 10/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM