The Cheque's In The Post-Momus

歌手 : Momus

专辑 : The Ultraconformist

语种 : 英语

时长 : 06:33

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TXT The Cheque's In The Post-Momus 文本歌词

The Cheque's In The Post - Momus

Me and my lawyer sat down and worked out

The full cost of the wrongs I have done you

And I'm sending the money to you

The cheque's in the post

For giving you hell

When I should have been treating you well

Reparation five hundred five pound notes in a roll

For remarks about your weight

For complaining when you were late

Compensation two thousand pounds the going rate

For the times we were out

And my eye kept roving about

Settling on younger women

Fifteen hundred say it's forgiven

Running total six thousand three hundred and fifty pounds

With tax added on

And that's just the end of verse one

For attacking your superstition

Your pantheistic new age religion

Let's say the sum of one thousand seven hundred and

Ninety seven

When I said your new dress wasn't splendid

When I told you the way the film ended

I guess I was wrong accept this token seven thousand pounds

And for passing the pictures I'd taken

Of your body totally naked

Around all our friends let's call it a round nine

Thousand pounds

Running total twenty four thousand one hundred and

Forty seven pounds

On it's way to you

And this is just the end of verse two

Me and my lawyer sat down and worked out

The real cost of the wrongs I have done you

And I'm sending the money to you

The cheque's in the post

And for my next indiscretion

When we had sex on the floor of the kitchen

I sang it in a song accept ten thousand make that

Eleven thousand pounds

And for failing to give enough time

To the baby that could have been mine

It's not that I don't care my love it's just so hard

To find a figure

Worst of all I stopped loving your body

Making you feel so low

Though my lawyer says no blame can be apportioned

For circumstances beyond my control

So now I'm all paid up

And absolved from this guilt

I'm going to get another girl in

Under my quilt

And run up

Another massive debt

Hail Mary

Pray for me now

Now and at the hour of my death

(Ba-ba-da ba-ba-da ba-ba-da)

Hail Mary

Pray for me now

Now and at the hour of my death

(Ba-ba-da ba-ba-da ba-ba-da)

Hail Mary

Pray for me now

Now and at the hour of my death

(Ba-ba-da ba-ba-da ba-ba-da)

Hail Mary

Pray for me now

Now and at the hour of my death

(Ba-ba-da ba-ba-da ba-ba-da)

Hail Mary

Pray for me now

(Ba-ba-da ba-ba-da ba-ba-da)