Текст песни Clean - Holly James , Matt Smith , Tom Kay , Lucie Jones , Cassandra Compton

It takes Paul Loewen five minutes to
Die, another thirty to stop bleeding
I know because I time it
Afterwards, still wearing the bloody raincoat
I take a cab to Paul's apartment on the Upper East Side
I let myself in with his keys
A plan is taking shape in the folds of my brain
But where should I send Paul on a business trip?
Rome? Amsterdam? Phoenix? London!
I'll send the bastard to England
His answering machine
"Hi, this is Paul Loewen
Hi, this is Paul Loewen
I'm sorry I'm not here to take your call
But I'm in London for the next two weeks
Taking the Fisher account to the next level..."
We are sinners, modern sinners
We are winners, wasted winners
We are faceless, perfect faces
We faked the races and took our places
But I'm clean, I've become clean
The things I've seen, still I'm clean
Rise and shine, don't waste time
Head to your terminals, head to the mines
Present yourself as someone who knows
In which direction capital flows
Make it happen, make it rain
With conjuring and legerdemain
Flash your smile, bare your teeth
They'll never guess what's underneath