Chumbawamba - Love Me текст песни

Текст песни Love Me - Chumbawamba



I'm an anarchist. I'm the anti-christ.
Well, sort of. Not really. It's not big.
It's not clever. I'm quite a reasonable fella.
Your friendly uncle, good with kids, good ol' paternalist pop.
Good cop, Bad cop, Good cop, Bad cop, Good cop, Good cop.
I was a wannabe and wannabes don't know what they want to be.
I needn't of worry 'cos the man upstairs was looking out for me.
God gave me the finger with his free hand, now I'm his left hand man.
Hey punk!
Don't call me Mac, my name is John Trabant!
Love Me, Love Me
Love Me, Love Me
Love Me, Love Me
Love Me, Love Me
Take Me, Take Me
Seriously
Love Me, Love Me
Love Me, Love Me
They call me the great pretender.
John Noakes was my mentor.
I'm a walking talking idea's man, here's one I prepared earlier.
Stretch Armstrong and his rubber band
Edwin Meese and the sex police.
Please Mr. Postman, post-post modern, deliver us from Elvis.
Be-bop-a-lula baby baby, does good culture yes!
Now I found what I'm looking for, I find myself in another fine mess.
Someone muddied my waters.
I lost my way but now I see.
I O.d'd no ironey
I'll rediscover God for the next L.p.
Love Me, Love Me
Love Me, Love Me
Love Me, Love Me
Love Me, Love Me
Take Me, Take Me
Seriously
Love Me, Love Me
Love Me, Love Me
Bend me shake me any way you want me,
Whatever you want, I'll be your heart's desire.
Black and cuddley, you want love me.
Pop me cork, watch me pop like bubbly.
Hot or not, you've got to use what you've got.
Where's the weak spot, let me take a shot.
What a turn on. Does it feel lovely?
Love me love me love me love me .. .
"Oh Johnny, Oh Johnny, how you came up.
Oh Johnny, Oh Johnny, heaven's above!"
Johhny Johnny what for art thou, how goes Victor Jara.
I got a stadium sized pro rata headache. Pretentious moi.
The ghost of Eamonn Andrews smiling watching over me.
I love it. Let's shoot it.
Johnny Trib in a movie.
I paid my dues, I sung the blues and I've done pain personal hell.
Pass me the phone I got calls to make, this will sell and sell.
I'm as Bob Roberts to your Phil Ochs, talking political.
So love, love me, love me I'm a liberal.
Love Me, Love Me
Love Me, Love Me
Love Me, Love Me
Love Me, Love Me
Take Me, Take Me
Seriously
Love Me, Love Me
Love Me, Love Me
Love Me, Love Me
Love Me, Love Me
Love Me, Love Me
Love Me, Love Me
Take Me, Take Me
Seriously
Love Me, Love Me
Love Me, Love Me
(Love Me, Love Me)
(Love Me, Love Me)
(Love Me, Love Me)
(Love Me, Love Me)
Love Me, Love Me
Love Me, Love Me
Love Me, Love Me
Love Me, Love Me
Take Me, Take Me
Seriously
Love Me, Love Me
Freeze Frame Love Me.



Авторы: Louise Watts, Nigel Hunter, Paul Greco, Darren Hamer, Allan Whalley, Duncan Bruce, Alice Nutter


Chumbawamba - Anarchy
Альбом Anarchy
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01-05-1994


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