The First Time Songtext
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The First Time Songtext
Call it the first time
Call it the last time
Call me a dead guy
For dredging up pastimes
Gone your own way now
Nothing to say now
Still mouthing your name though
Ten years to the day now
Call it the first time
Call it the last time
Call me a deadbeat
For slicing up dead meat
Gone your own way now
Nothing to say now
Still mouthing your name though
Ten years to the day now
Your boyfriend of choice was older than me
Your slip-ons were parked underneath the settee
I′d got no right to be making a call
As I walked home that night
Eleven feet tall
We were torturing stories
Dissecting the scene
From The Power and the Glory
By Graham Greene
Shall we cut to the chase?
That's what you said
With your mother barely asleep overhead
Call it the first time
Call it the last time
Call me a dead guy
For dredging up pastimes
Gone your own way now
Nothing to say now
Still mouthing your name though
Ten years to the day now
Call it the first time
Call it the last time
Call me a deadbeat
For slicing up dead meat
Gone your own way now
Nothing to say now
Still mouthing your name though
Ten years to the day now
Did you marry that chump
With the fags and the cash
And the clapped-out Ford
And the copper′s moustache?
Did he ever twig that a bare-faced boy
Had stolen at dusk through the gates of Troy?
Found some hair and some bubblegum
And a telephone number that plays it dumb
And the beautifully filthy word that you wrote
In purple ink on a post-it note
Call it the first time
Call it the last time
Call me a dead guy
For dredging up pastimes
Gone your own way now
Nothing to say now
Still mouthing your name though
Ten years to the day now
Call it the first time
Call it the last time
Call me a deadbeat
For slicing up dead meat
Gone your own way now
Nothing to say now
Still mouthing your name though
Ten years to the day now
Call it the last time
Call me a dead guy
For dredging up pastimes
Gone your own way now
Nothing to say now
Still mouthing your name though
Ten years to the day now
Call it the first time
Call it the last time
Call me a deadbeat
For slicing up dead meat
Gone your own way now
Nothing to say now
Still mouthing your name though
Ten years to the day now
Your boyfriend of choice was older than me
Your slip-ons were parked underneath the settee
I′d got no right to be making a call
As I walked home that night
Eleven feet tall
We were torturing stories
Dissecting the scene
From The Power and the Glory
By Graham Greene
Shall we cut to the chase?
That's what you said
With your mother barely asleep overhead
Call it the first time
Call it the last time
Call me a dead guy
For dredging up pastimes
Gone your own way now
Nothing to say now
Still mouthing your name though
Ten years to the day now
Call it the first time
Call it the last time
Call me a deadbeat
For slicing up dead meat
Gone your own way now
Nothing to say now
Still mouthing your name though
Ten years to the day now
Did you marry that chump
With the fags and the cash
And the clapped-out Ford
And the copper′s moustache?
Did he ever twig that a bare-faced boy
Had stolen at dusk through the gates of Troy?
Found some hair and some bubblegum
And a telephone number that plays it dumb
And the beautifully filthy word that you wrote
In purple ink on a post-it note
Call it the first time
Call it the last time
Call me a dead guy
For dredging up pastimes
Gone your own way now
Nothing to say now
Still mouthing your name though
Ten years to the day now
Call it the first time
Call it the last time
Call me a deadbeat
For slicing up dead meat
Gone your own way now
Nothing to say now
Still mouthing your name though
Ten years to the day now
Writer(s): Patrick Pearson, Richard Walters, Simon Armitage Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

