Текст песни




You're like a spot on the neck
You're like a bounce in a check
You're like a rip in a parachute
You're like a scratch on the face
You're like a suicide case
You're like a hippie playing his flute
You're a jerk off
You're like a skit in the pants
You're like an actor at Cannes
You're like a car with a broken hose
You're like a coffee that's cold
You're like a joke that's been told
You're like a model with a broken nose
You're a jerk off
Rule Britannia
Britannia, rules the waves
You're like a girl with pink eyes
You're like a loser that tries
You're like a dose from a day on the bros
You're like a one-armed miner
You're like a mirror designer
You're like a day in the life of a loss
You're a jerk off
Rule Britannia
Britannia, rules the waves
You're like a spot on the neck
You're like a bounce in a check
You're like a skit in the pants
You're like an actor at Cannes
You're like a girl with pink eyes
You're like a loser that tries
You're like a scratch on the face
You're like a suicide case
You're like a coffee that's cold
Just like a joke that's been told
You're a jerk off
Rule Britannia
Britannia, rules the waves



Авторы: Christopher Henry Difford, Glenn Martin Tilbrook


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