Don’t Give Me That “I Told You So” Look Songtext
von The Associates

Don′t give me that I told you so
Look over your shoulder
I can't help but organise your wife
She wants me to mould her
And I should have told her
That so strong is the law of mood
Invariably they′re mostly misunderstood


It's when we're listening
Our difference is waiting in state at last
It′s when we licence our pet hates
Become irate useless brass

Still you choose to ignore this course
And I′ll go along and blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
Until I'm hoarse

Visions are cast over beaches
Where fools′ friends are left to sail
All I hear is burning the night oil
And still you want me to fail

Still you choose to ignore this course
And I'll go along and blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
Until I′m hoarse