Songtexte Don't Call Me Darling - The Fall

Don′t call me darling
Don't call me darling
Harboring audience
Hates this, wants this
She hates this
Don′t call me darling
Don't call me darling
Don't call me darling
Don′t call me darling
The long black hair
Of wretched blue bottle
Darting all over to no avail
I got zero tolerance
My head full paggerel swamp
Don′t call me darling
Don't call me darling
Don′t call me darling
Don't call me darling
People hate beauty, I cannot fathom it
They smell of old pallid
Voices thick with bouncing Jackson
With stupidity
Don′t call me darling
Don't call me darling
Don′t call me darling
Don't call me darling
Don't call me darling
Soon there will be dancing
Around the queue
Stripy, high and cheaper
Why do people hate beauty
I cannot fathom it a bouncing
Don′t call me darling
Don′t call me darling
Don't call me darling
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