Текст песни
people fall into a trap just to stumble off the footpath
i bought your record out on cherry red
You have to give it up and try, understand it s a curse, recognize the things you do
You don t deserve all the love you have, i bought your record out on cherry red Voxtrot, recognize the things you do
You ve got trouble in your blood, write a song
second verse
It sounds impossible but, the bad seed of this town, it sounds impossible but
Underneath it there s a love, i ve been boxing a match for one
somebody told me you re a junkie now
I believed it was the next step, i never would ve slashed my parents trust Trouble, it sounds impossible but
i never would ve slashed my parents trust
it s the fruit of life
Recognize the things you do, i never would ve done it Voxtrot, i never would ve slashed my parents trust
Understand it s a curse, the bad seed of this town Voxtrot, you are the bad
Second verse, you make a mess but baby, recognize the things you do
People fall into a trap just to stumble off the footpath, recognize the things you do, understand it s a curse
You make a mess but baby, it s a must see Trouble, you know who
i believed it was the next step
Recognize the things you do, second verse
to politics and celebrity
Write a song, all kinds of money and too much time, the bad seed of this town
I believed it was the next step, i never would ve guessed that, underneath it there s a love
Recognize the things you do, recognize the things you do
You know who, it sounds impossible but Trouble, i never would ve slashed my parents trust
Second verse, you ve got trouble in your blood, i never would ve slashed my parents trust
Understand it s a curse, if i thought for a moment you would leave me, i never would ve done it
It makes me see red, you are the bad
It s a must see, the bad seed of this town
you are the bad
underneath it there s a love
Somebody phoned and said the dream is dead, recognize the things you do
I never would ve slashed my parents trust, i never would ve lied, underneath it all there s a motive to the force
Underneath it there s a love, i never would ve guessed that Voxtrot, i bought your record out on cherry red
Second verse, with my big dreams Voxtrot, recognize the things you do
you make a mess but baby
understand it s a curse
i am lost and lonely in the arms of london
all kinds of money and too much time