Robbie williams - Blasphemy

The Egyptians built their pyramids, the Romans did what they did
Now everything's come down to this, it's just you and I, oh kid
we could send a million to the moon but why can't I get on with you
The cellophane around my mouth stops the anger sipping out
Our deaf and dumb dinners, gravy in the mud
No singles, just fillers
Sometimes I wish I could but... I can't behave
I know it's not the heathen in me,
it's just that I've been bleeding lately,
Internally
Don't turn to me
Bite your tongue, the torrid weapon, we could learn a useful lesson
What's so great about the Great depression
Is it a blast for you? cause it's blasphemy

Words cut like a knife through vaseline
You can't really mean what you mean
when you say what you say
Tourettes make men come out that way
Wish I was here, well I wish you weren't
Your gift of anger's better burnt
If nothing's said then nothing's learnt
I thought I wasn't but I'm really hurting
Our deaf and dumb dinners, there's gravy in the mud and...
I can't behave
No, it's not the heathen in me, it's just that I've been bleeding lately
Internally
So turn to me but bite your tongue, the torrid weapon
You could learn a useful lesson
What's so great about the Great depression
Is it a blast for you? cause it's blasphemy


Our great adventure, Christmas in the snow
Senile dementia,
baby, what a way to go

I won't behave
No it's not the heathen in me it's just that I've been bleeding lately ,
internally
So turn to me but bite your tongue, the torrid weapon,
we could learn a useful lesson
Ain't it great, this Great depression
It's not a blast for me, it's blasphemy

Writers: Guy Chambers , ROBERT PETER WILLIAMS

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