Текст, перевод и аккорды “Goalhanger”
- Hes got the bonhomie of a game show host And his handshake is so limp its like meeting a ghost His apologies are tired cos he uses them a lot His excuses are so lame if they were horses theyd be shot He lies through his teeth with impeccable grammar In the game of life hes just a dreadful goalhanger Keeping all his options open till the very last minute Checking every situation trying to work out whats in it Trying to nail him down is like nailing water to a wall Hes incapable of making a commitment at all Like trying to knock in a nail with an inflatable hammer In the game of life hes just a dreadful goalhanger Yesterday upon the stair I met a man whos never there He wont be there again today Well, thats what he told me to say Hes got the natural arrogance of an exclamation mark And he wishes his bite was a big as his bark Hes appealing to the referee at every single stage Hes a fuzzy little bundle of impotent rage And when he ought to have patience, he only has anger In the game of life hes just a dreadful goalhanger His lack of humility defies imagination And he hangs round like a fart in a russian space station He doesnt even notice as he sells you down the river Cos hes one of lifes takers and hes looking for a giver He smirks and shrugs his shoulders as he drops another clanger In the game of life hes just a dreadful goalhanger
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