New Model Army

Chinese Whispers

New Model Army


Such a sensitive opinion in one so young 
Would you like to know about everything 
That we've done 
You believe what you read in the printed lies 
But you won't believe the evidence 
Of your own eyes 
And yes I've done a lot of things 
You'd probably call a crime 
But I don't feel guilty for anything 

CHORUS: 
All the tongues waggle 
But we just smile 
That'll keep the little buggers 
Going for a while 

... here comes some text which isn't printed 

How, how you love it, how you love it 
You go out and you find it 
How you love it, how you love it 

Such horror, oh such a farce 
Just a little bit of broken glass 
You should think yourself lucky 
That this was done 
You'll have something you can whine 
About for years to come ... 

CHORUS: 
All the tongues waggle ... 

Me thinks the lady doth protest too much