paroles de chanson Picnic on the Edge - Baxter Dury
He's
another
slim
man
taking
chances
with
her
Dancing
right
angles,
order
on
circles
Wrapped
in
cheap
linen
and
she's
crippled
with
hurt
Posh
city
life,
causing
a
stir
Picnic
on
the
edge
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on
the
edge
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on
the
edge
Picnic
on
the
edge
Broken
all
the
rules,
made
a
faux
pas
Taking
liberties
with
his
drunken
behaviour
Sitting
in
a
foxhole
having
a
kiss
and
a
cuddle
Immune
to
all
the
critics,
living
in
a
bubble
Picnic
on
the
edge
Picnic
on
the
edge
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on
the
edge
Picnic
on
the
edge
Life
continues
on,
pleasant
intervals
Gets
really
angry,
smashes
up
the
walls
She
calls
her
mummy,
he's
a
fucking
psycho
New
day
arrives,
reenact
the
cycle
Picnic
on
the
edge
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on
the
edge
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on
the
edge
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on
the
edge
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on
the
edge
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on
the
edge
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on
the
edge
Picnic
on
the
edge
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Ooh
1 Isabel
2 Claire
3 Leak at the Disco
4 Afternoon
5 Happy Soup
6 Trellic
7 Picnic on the Edge
8 Hotel in Brixton
9 The Sun
10 Trophies
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