Lyrics Shoot The Messenger - Catatonia
Somebody
told
me
you'd
found
new
bonhomie
Going
places,
you'd
never
go
with
me
I
felt
myself
became
a
bitter
old
shrew
Oh,
I'd
have
bitten
you
in
two,
if
you
would
let
me
I'd
look
deadly
as
a
nun
Martyrdom
does
not
become
me
I'll
find
love
in
vanity
Somebody
told
me
you'd
found
places
to
go
And
new
people
to
know,
and
new
ladies
and
so
I
felt
myself
become
a
bitter
old
shrew
I'd
have
bitten
her
too,
if
you
would
let
me
If
I
don't
laugh,
what
do
I
do?
If
I
don't
laugh
and
see
this
through
I
shouldn't
even
think
of
you
Allow
me
one
extravagance
Before
they
come
and
ban
me
And
let
me
shoot
the
messenger
Aaa
Aaa
Aaa
So
help
me
God
they
talk
so
much
This
knowledge
ain't
my
business
But
I
hang
on
his
every
word
Hey
Lord,
speed
his
journey
back
to
hell
I
might
retreat
singin'
But
all
I
hear
is
you
And
just
give
me
one
more
shot
of
gin
I'll
scream
along
to
anything
And
just
let
me
shoot
the
messenger
Yea,
so
help
me
God,
it
talks
so
much
This
yard,
this
song,
my
weakness
I'm
gonna
shoot
the
messenger
Oh,
let
me
shoot
the
messenger
I'm
gonna
shoot
the
messenger
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