Текст (слова) песни: Olivia Newton John - Choosing (when It`s Too Late)
(Tim Rice/John Farrar)
I`ve tried to ignore All the stench of your life Only holding back For my wife Even she has seen Your poisoned soul displayed Seen each move you`ve made Contaminate, degrade
Who`s this juvenile? Who this infantile clown? He`s not even worth Knocking down Stamp your tiny foot My precious little lamb Bleat ad nauseam But I don`t give a damn
Where to go? Heart ever bounded Coward? No--spirit confounded Always hoping belief will bring release God alone can give me peace Watching me scream and hate Only choosing when it`s too late
May this imbecile Cause your heart to feel joy You did after all Choose the toy Do you now suppose I`ll leave with no reply? Basic laws apply An eye demands an eye
Where to go? Heart ever bounded Coward? No--spirit confounded Always hoping belief will bring release God alone can give me peace Watching me scream and hate Only choosing when it`s too late
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