Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Through & Through & Through, artist - Joel Plaskett. Album song One of Three, in the genre Иностранная авторская песня
Date of issue: 23.03.2009
Record label: Songs For The Gang
Song language: English
Through & Through & Through |
I’m the Berlin Wall, I’m a communist |
You’re a wreckin' ball in a summer dress |
You’re the horizon line, I’m the last sunset |
I might be goin' down, but I’m not set yet |
I’m as white as a ghost, diggin' foolish gold |
I will man my post, but I won’t do as I’m told |
Got a purple heart from a bloody war |
Can’t take it anymore, more, more |
They say that good things come to those who wait |
If you snooze then you lose |
So don’t (h-h-h-) hesitate |
Outta sight, outta mind, outta luck, outta wine |
Don’t you say that I’m out of my fuckin' mind |
I’ve been talking trash but it ain’t my fault |
Every time I move somebody’s in my spot |
They say that good things come to those who wait |
If you snooze then you lose |
So don’t (h-h-h-) hesitate |
(You've got nowhere to go) |
I know, I know, I know |
(It's only you and me) |
Oh but good things come in threes |
You be April Stevens, I’ll be April Wine |
You be Israel, I will be Palestine |
Come on «Teach Me Tiger», come on and show me tricks |
Let me take my time and take a couple lazy licks |
(Are you feelin' blue?) |
Through and through and through |
(Where we find you now?) |
Around, around, around |
All the dirty blondes, playin' blue-eyed soul |
You won’t hear our songs on your radio |
Every note we sing can’t be solid gold |
Every boy can’t be Romeo |
They say that good things come |
To those who wait |
Good things come |
If you take the bait |
At a rummage sale |
(At the Sally Ann!) |
Everything is cheap |
Love should last a life |
(Or at least a year) |
But it lasts a week |
I’m the Berlin Wall |
(And that ain’t all) |
I’m a total mess |
You’re a wrecking ball |
(I'm a wrecking ball) |
In a summer dress |
(Are you feelin' blue?) |
Through and through and through |
(Where we find you now?) |
Around, around, around |
All the dirty blondes, playin' blue-eyed soul |
On the radio |
I can’t take it anymore, more, more |