Паника на дискотеке - I Write | Текст песни

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Oh, well imagine, as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor,
and I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words:
What a beautiful wedding! What a beautiful wedding! says a bridesmaid to a waiter.
And yes, but what a shame, what a shame, the poor groom's bride is a whore.
I'd chime in with a Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
I'd chime in, Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of...
Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved
Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne
Oh! Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved
Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne, pour the champagne
I'd chime in with a Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
I'd chime in, Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
Again...
I'd chime in, Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
I'd chime in, Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!
No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.
Again...