The Church, 1992 - Ripple | Текст песни

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• The Church, 1992
• Ripple

Tiny baby, so naive
I can't believe what you believe
You were once so happy here

It may not be Eden or summer in Greece
You may not even find the Golden Fleece
In the drag of this atmosphere

Now I don't want to bring up a delicate matter
No I'd much rather bribe or flatter you
'Cause flattery gets me everywhere

But you've punctured my tyres, you've crossed all my wires
I brand your acolytes as a pack of liars
And the fire's singing everywhere

(Ripple) Buckle like a wreck in a cold green sea
(Ripple) Like you were a ripple in my memory

I leant you some collateral to buy new clothes
It went out the window and up your nose
And that's the end of the honeymoon

Yeah we walked down the aisle for another mile
I'd walk a million miles for one of your smiles
And you can have all the money soon

(Ripple) Buckle like a wreck in a cold green sea
(Ripple) Like you were a ripple in my memory

You're so deluxe, you're so divine
You're so fifty light years ahead of your time
You're a metal, you're a ripple

You're a human sacrifice to the goddess of vice
Your hairdo is full of diamonds and lice
And you're hardly off the nipple

(Ripple) Buckle like a wreck in a cold green sea
(Ripple) Like you were a ripple in my memory
(Ripple) Another little glitch in continuity
(Ripple) Like you were a ripple in my memory

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