Texty písní The Divine Comedy

The Divine Comedy

Tailspin

Huge tailspin—is the world gonna win?

Is the nation gonna open up and let us in?

Hard luck! Your policies suck—

Your rhetoric will save your face, but not your skin

This time—it's hard to define

So watch the leaves turn brown for the last time

Too late! You've sealed our fate—

No returns, no emergency debate... but wait!

I hate unhappy endings—and there doesn't have to be one!

Tailspin—your hair's getting thin

Your rhetoric will save your face, but not your council estates

Gee—life is cheap!

The forests pine and the willows weep

Checkmate! You've sealed our fate—

The world is way past its sell-by date

Tailspin—is the world gonna win?

Tailspin's on the outside looking in

Tailspin, I repent my sins

But when I get to heaven will you let me in?

Tailspin, save our kin, save our skin...

The message we are sending is a very real one

The world we are defending could be a very green one

We hate unhappy endings—and

THERE DOESN'T HAVE TO BE ONE!