paroles de chanson Long Face - Squeeze

I lost the plot and roamed around
Looked in the shops and hit the town
My head was stuffed with words and aches
I felt so rough and out of shape

The clouds puffed up like bags of sweets
That? s just my luck, I couldn? t eat
My guts were full of churning fear
With so much bull I had to clear

When she said stuff yourself, don? t be a clown
Paint your wagon and take yourself right out of town
What? s this long face that keeps on
Hanging around

She wouldn? t say, I couldn? t tell
This was the day I? d go to hell
I sulked around in such a mood
Until I found the one I? d screwed

And then it came as clear as mud
I was the pain that boiled the blood
And saw the faults they were none
Deep in the vaults where love begun

When she said stuff yourself, don? t be a clown
Paint your wagon and take yourself right out of town
What? s this long face that keeps on
Hanging around

And then she said get a grip and shake this mood
Get a life and find yourself some attitude
What? s this long face that keeps on
Hanging around

When she said stuff yourself, don? t be a clown
Paint your wagon and take yourself right out of town
What? s this long face that keeps on
Hanging around

Then she said get a grip and shake this mood
Get a life and find yourself some attitude
What? s this long face that keeps on
Hanging around