Too Much, Too Little, Too Late - текст песни
Too Much, Too Little, Too Late
Say goodnight, your song (Texts of songs ) is through
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Comes crashin' against the drunken waters of this wake when I hesitate
Because all I can say is "too much, too little, too late"
Farewell, you fool
Spare me the punch line please, I learned it well at Sunday school
Way back when all you loved was the grease paint, not the collection plate
So much for the funny face
Because all I can say is "too much, too little, too late"
Remember when murder was only killing time
And an axe to grind (to grind, it was) was a bitter gulp of strychnine?
What happened to the musketeers of chesterfields?
Tobacco swords behind smoky shields
Say goodnight (goodnight)
Old song (Texts of songs ) (so long)
You're through (set the needle back and hum a new tune)
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Make room (so soon, so soon)
For new (until the hook can pull the bridge into view)
Spare me the vague, not-so-clever couplets
The ones I would have loved when I was you
'Cause now all I can say is "too much, too little ..."
And all I can feel, feels like the heaviest weight
'Cause all I can say is "too much, too little, too late"
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