Four Minute Warning Songtext
von Mark Owen
Four Minute Warning Songtext
Four minutes left to go
Is this the end, then?
Message on your stereo
Four minute warning
Everybody wants to know
"What should we do, then?"
A few short stories
A four minute warning
Sascha stands in his yellow café
"Yes the heart of the city is here," so he tells me
Sitting on his red leather sofa
He′s rolling another
"Man, I'll see you when I see you"
Polly is said to be the next big thing
In her high heeled boots and her two inch earrings
Heart of Glass, Blondie sings in her ear
"You′re a rock queen, honey, and we all hear you!"
Come on!
Three minutes left to go
Is this the end, then?
Message on your stereo
Four minute warning
Everybody wants to know
"What should we do then?"
A few short stories
A four minute warning
Lucy had a hard time with love
But love recently chose the right time for Lucy
"Loving when you know it's the final time,"
She now holds time in her own mind, yeah
Jimmy's is a local for Michael
A Guinness in one hand in the other a fable, Abel.
I once asked: "Are you a lonely man?"
His reply was non-committal
"I am what I am man, yeah"
Two minutes left to go
Is this the end, then?
Message on your stereo
Four minute warning
Everybody wants to know
"What should we do, then?"
A few short stories
A four minute warning
Cry, laugh, feel love, peace, panic
These are your four minutes
(I′m counting you down
Four minutes of sound
It′s always a rush when you're around)
Final story is one of me
Who with four minutes left
Has used up three
I think of you
I think of me
Then I think of nothing
It′s the end, you see, yeah!
One minute left to go
Is this the end, then?
Message on your stereo
Four minute warning
Everybody wants to know
"What should we do, then?"
A few short stories
A four minute warning
Thirty seconds left to go
Is this the end, then?
Message on your stereo
Four minute warning
Everybody wants to know
"What should we do, then?"
What would you do?
What would you do, yeah?
With a four minute warning
A four minute warning
(Ah, ah, ah)
I'm fading away
I′m fading away, if anybody wants to know
I'm fading away
I′m fading away, there's only seconds left to go
Is this the end, then?
Message on your stereo
Four minute warning
Everybody wants to know
"What should we do, then?"
A few short stories
A four minute warning
Sascha stands in his yellow café
"Yes the heart of the city is here," so he tells me
Sitting on his red leather sofa
He′s rolling another
"Man, I'll see you when I see you"
Polly is said to be the next big thing
In her high heeled boots and her two inch earrings
Heart of Glass, Blondie sings in her ear
"You′re a rock queen, honey, and we all hear you!"
Come on!
Three minutes left to go
Is this the end, then?
Message on your stereo
Four minute warning
Everybody wants to know
"What should we do then?"
A few short stories
A four minute warning
Lucy had a hard time with love
But love recently chose the right time for Lucy
"Loving when you know it's the final time,"
She now holds time in her own mind, yeah
Jimmy's is a local for Michael
A Guinness in one hand in the other a fable, Abel.
I once asked: "Are you a lonely man?"
His reply was non-committal
"I am what I am man, yeah"
Two minutes left to go
Is this the end, then?
Message on your stereo
Four minute warning
Everybody wants to know
"What should we do, then?"
A few short stories
A four minute warning
Cry, laugh, feel love, peace, panic
These are your four minutes
(I′m counting you down
Four minutes of sound
It′s always a rush when you're around)
Final story is one of me
Who with four minutes left
Has used up three
I think of you
I think of me
Then I think of nothing
It′s the end, you see, yeah!
One minute left to go
Is this the end, then?
Message on your stereo
Four minute warning
Everybody wants to know
"What should we do, then?"
A few short stories
A four minute warning
Thirty seconds left to go
Is this the end, then?
Message on your stereo
Four minute warning
Everybody wants to know
"What should we do, then?"
What would you do?
What would you do, yeah?
With a four minute warning
A four minute warning
(Ah, ah, ah)
I'm fading away
I′m fading away, if anybody wants to know
I'm fading away
I′m fading away, there's only seconds left to go
Writer(s): Eliot John Kennedy, Mark Anthony Owen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com