Текст песни Blancmange - Living On The Ceiling | SongLyrics

You keep me running round and round
Well, that's alright with me
Up and down, I'm up the wall, I'm up the bloody tree
That's alright with me, yeah, that's alright with me
Well, it feels alright to me, yeah, it looks alright to me

And I'm so tall, I'm so tall
You raise me and then you let me fall
I'm so small, I'm so small
Wrap me round your finger, see me fall
Here we go

You keep me running round and round
Well, that's alright with me
Nothing, nothing, nothing's going to step in my way
Living on the ceiling, no more room down there
Things fall into place, you get the joke, fall into place

And I'm so tall, I'm so tall
You raise me and then you let me fall
I'm so small, I'm so small
Wrap me round your finger, see me fall
Here we go

You keep me running round and round
Well, that's alright with me
Up and down, I'm up the wall, I'm up the bloody tree
Hiding from your questions, questions you won't ask
Why am I up the tree, you say? Why are you down there, I say?

I'm so tall, I'm so tall
You raise me and then you let me fall
I'm so small, I'm so small
Wrap me round your finger, see me fall
I say
        

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О песне

• Название: Living On The Ceiling
• Исполнитель: Blancmange
• Язык исполнения: Английский
• Дата публикации: 27.07.2025