John Wesley Harding
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There's pollen flying down the holland tunnel
And the hotel's full of mud and unmade clay
There are rumours coasting in on fumes and vapors
And there's no more gas for anyone today
There's an earthquake where the milkshakes are perfection
And a tv that we leave on all the day
There's apostrophes for anyone who needs them
And quotation marks round everything you say
And it's all your fault
I'm sorry that I wrote this song
It's all your fault, it's all my fault
It won't be long

There's some rifle sights high on the eiffel tower
Trying to pick off anyone who's french
"you're spoilt for choice" a voice calls down from heaven
"so shoot someone or get back on the bench"
There's a supermarket where the ark is grounded
In frozen foods, we feel the wind and snow

There's a two for one deal at the checkout
All that's yet to come is priced to go
And it's all your fault
I'm sorry that I wrote this song
It's all your fault, it's all my fault
It won't be long

And your details are for sale like sacred relics
And your real name has already been used
Face to face sounds mostly like an echo
And when we touch feels mostly like a bruise
And it's all your fault
I'm sorry that I wrote this song
It's all your fault, it's all my fault
It won't be long


Mirror lyrics:

It won't be long
It's all your fault, it's all my fault
I'm sorry that I wrote this song
And it's all your fault
And when we touch feels mostly like a bruise
Face to face sounds mostly like an echo
And your real name has already been used
And your details are for sale like sacred relics

It won't be long
It's all your fault, it's all my fault
I'm sorry that I wrote this song
And it's all your fault
All that's yet to come is priced to go
There's a two for one deal at the checkout

In frozen foods, we feel the wind and snow
There's a supermarket where the ark is grounded
"so shoot someone or get back on the bench"
"you're spoilt for choice" a voice calls down from heaven
Trying to pick off anyone who's french
There's some rifle sights high on the eiffel tower

It won't be long
It's all your fault, it's all my fault
I'm sorry that I wrote this song
And it's all your fault
And quotation marks round everything you say
There's apostrophes for anyone who needs them
And a tv that we leave on all the day
There's an earthquake where the milkshakes are perfection
And there's no more gas for anyone today
There are rumours coasting in on fumes and vapors
And the hotel's full of mud and unmade clay
There's pollen flying down the holland tunnel


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