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1927 - The Mess lyrics
There's a party goin' on Seems like nothin's wrong Everyone's havin' a hell of a rage The place looks like a war's been waged Got a little surprise For dawn's shell-shocked eyes Who's gonna be left to clean up the mess? There's a bit of a scare In a foreign affair All it might take is a slip of the facts Someone somewhere over-reacts Won't they be wishin' When we've all gone fission Who's gonna be left to clean up the mess? All I wanna know just before I go All I wanna know is Who's gonna clean up the mess? All I wanna know just before I go All I wanna know is Who's gonna clean up the mess? All the power mad gluttons With itchy fingers on the buttons Startin' the end of the craziest race There's no-one left to take first place Well I've got a query About your Big Bang Theory tell me Who's gonna be left to clean up the mess ? Who's gonna be left to clean up the mess? Who's gonna be left to clean up the mess? |
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