Nothing Has Been Proved (7" instrumental) Songtext
von Dusty Springfield
Nothing Has Been Proved (7" instrumental) Songtext
Mandy′s in the papers
'Cause she tried to go to Spain
She′ll soon be in the dock
And in the papers once again
Vicki's got a story
'Bout the mirror and the cane
It may be false, it may be true
But nothing has been proved
Steven′s in his dressing gown
And breakfasting alone
Too sick to eat, he′s on his feet
To the telephone
"Please, Inspector Susan"
With a sympathetic tone
It may be false, it may be true
But nothing has been proved
In the house of resignation
Guilty faces everywhere
Christine's fallen out with Lucky
Johnny′s got a gun
Please, please, Ms. Number One
It's a scandal, it′s a scandal, such a scandal
Now Steven's in the dock
He′s spending money that was earned
But Christine and the prosecution
Says the money burned
The hole in Steven's pocket
For expensive sins he yearned
It may be false, it may be true
But nothing has been proved
In the news, a suicide note
In the court, an empty space
Even Mandy's looking worried
Christine′s came and drawn
Please, please, Ms. Number One
It′s a scandal, it's a scandal, such a scandal
Last night, he wrote these words to his friend
"Sorry ′bout the mess
I'm guilty ′til proved innocent
In the public eye and press"
The funeral's very quiet
Because all his friends had fled
They may be false, they may be true
They′ve all got better things to do
They may be false, they may be true
But nothing has been proved
Nothing
Nothing has been proved
Oh, nothing
Nothing
Oh, nothing
Nothing
Oh, nothing
Nothing
Oh, nothing
Nothing
'Cause she tried to go to Spain
She′ll soon be in the dock
And in the papers once again
Vicki's got a story
'Bout the mirror and the cane
It may be false, it may be true
But nothing has been proved
Steven′s in his dressing gown
And breakfasting alone
Too sick to eat, he′s on his feet
To the telephone
"Please, Inspector Susan"
With a sympathetic tone
It may be false, it may be true
But nothing has been proved
In the house of resignation
Guilty faces everywhere
Christine's fallen out with Lucky
Johnny′s got a gun
Please, please, Ms. Number One
It's a scandal, it′s a scandal, such a scandal
Now Steven's in the dock
He′s spending money that was earned
But Christine and the prosecution
Says the money burned
The hole in Steven's pocket
For expensive sins he yearned
It may be false, it may be true
But nothing has been proved
In the news, a suicide note
In the court, an empty space
Even Mandy's looking worried
Christine′s came and drawn
Please, please, Ms. Number One
It′s a scandal, it's a scandal, such a scandal
Last night, he wrote these words to his friend
"Sorry ′bout the mess
I'm guilty ′til proved innocent
In the public eye and press"
The funeral's very quiet
Because all his friends had fled
They may be false, they may be true
They′ve all got better things to do
They may be false, they may be true
But nothing has been proved
Nothing
Nothing has been proved
Oh, nothing
Nothing
Oh, nothing
Nothing
Oh, nothing
Nothing
Oh, nothing
Nothing
Writer(s): Neil Tennant, Christopher Lowe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
