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Shoot the Messenger Songtext
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Shoot the Messenger Songtext

Somebody told me you′d found you, but not me
Going places you'd never go with me
I felt myself become a bitter old shrew
I′d have bitten you in two if you would let me

I look deadly as a nun
Madame does not become me
I find love in vanity
Somebody told me you'd found places to go
New people to know, new ladies and so
I felt myself become a bitter old shrew
I'd have bitten her too if you would let me


If I don′t laugh what do I do
If I don′t laugh and see this through?
I shouldn't even think of you
Allow me one extravagance
Before they come and ban me
And let me shoot the messenger

So help me God, he talks so much
This knowledge ain′t my business
But I hang on his every word
God speed his journey back to hell
I might retreat singing
But all I hear is you
Just give me one more shot of gin
I scream along to anything
Just let me shoot the messenger

So help me God, he talks so much
This talk, this talk, my weakness
I'm gonna shoot the messenger
Oh, let me shoot the messenger
I′m gonna shoot the messenger

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