Bitching (demo 1974) Songtext
von The Stranglers
Bitching (demo 1974) Songtext
Bitching ′bout the things we've seen
Bitching ′bout the things we've been
Bitching 'bout the loves we′ve had
My oh my, it wasn′t so bad
When we had that to loosen our minds
Hey little baby, in the front row be kind
(Bar bitching) telling you the gospel truth
(Bar bitching) why don't you all go get screwed?
(Bar bitching) why don′t you tell me something new?
(Bar bitching) bar bitching
Bitching 'bout the Windsor C
Bitching ′bout the Western Sea
Why can't you all be like a Grainger man?
Or even a Pheland man?
I′ll tell you what we'll meet in Amsterdam
Yeah then you'll see what should be, really can
(Bar bitching) telling you the gospel truth
(Bar bitching) why don′t you all go get screwed?
(Bar bitching) why don′t you tell me something new?
(Bar bitching) bar bitching, that's what I′m talking about
Got anything to say? No?
Well shut up
There's a place with a lot of eyes
Strange smoke perfume around the peacock guys
And the girls they move their heat
To the impulsive compulsive beat
But that′s another place another time
Maybe we'll meet there, in quite a short while
(Bar bitching) telling you the gospel truth
(Bar bitching) why don′t you all go get screwed?
(Bar bitching) why don't you tell me something new?
(Bar bitching)
I really don't know what to say
It′s gonna happen to us all one day
And when it does you could have me too
But until then I really don′t know what to do
I'm just gonna keep on-
(Bar bitching) telling you the gospel truth
(Bar bitching) why don′t you all go get screwed?
(Bar bitching) why don't you tell me something new?
(Bar bitching)
Bar bitching, bar bitching
Bar bitching, bar bitching
Bitching ′bout the things we've been
Bitching 'bout the loves we′ve had
My oh my, it wasn′t so bad
When we had that to loosen our minds
Hey little baby, in the front row be kind
(Bar bitching) telling you the gospel truth
(Bar bitching) why don't you all go get screwed?
(Bar bitching) why don′t you tell me something new?
(Bar bitching) bar bitching
Bitching 'bout the Windsor C
Bitching ′bout the Western Sea
Why can't you all be like a Grainger man?
Or even a Pheland man?
I′ll tell you what we'll meet in Amsterdam
Yeah then you'll see what should be, really can
(Bar bitching) telling you the gospel truth
(Bar bitching) why don′t you all go get screwed?
(Bar bitching) why don′t you tell me something new?
(Bar bitching) bar bitching, that's what I′m talking about
Got anything to say? No?
Well shut up
There's a place with a lot of eyes
Strange smoke perfume around the peacock guys
And the girls they move their heat
To the impulsive compulsive beat
But that′s another place another time
Maybe we'll meet there, in quite a short while
(Bar bitching) telling you the gospel truth
(Bar bitching) why don′t you all go get screwed?
(Bar bitching) why don't you tell me something new?
(Bar bitching)
I really don't know what to say
It′s gonna happen to us all one day
And when it does you could have me too
But until then I really don′t know what to do
I'm just gonna keep on-
(Bar bitching) telling you the gospel truth
(Bar bitching) why don′t you all go get screwed?
(Bar bitching) why don't you tell me something new?
(Bar bitching)
Bar bitching, bar bitching
Bar bitching, bar bitching
Writer(s): Hugh Alan Cornwell, Brian John Duffy, David Greenfield, Jean Jacques Burnel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com