Wednesday, September 12, 2007
The Decision - The Young Knives
I wore the blue with the green
I wore the blue with the green
I mixed the matt with the sheen,
It’s not the way to be seen
That decision was mine,
well that decision was mine
I was a difficult child
I was a difficult child
I was abstract and wild
I played the dane with a smile
That decision was mine
that decision was mine
that decision was mine, well
that decision was mine
The horses in the new forest,
are running in their Sunday best
And though you can’t believe your ears
They say the words you long to hear
It’s easier, It’s easier
I’m the prince of wales
I’m that prince of wales
And if all else fails
I am the prince of wales
That decision was mine,
that decision was mine
I’m your monarch
I am your monarch
I’m your monarch,
supreme monarch
That decision was mine,
that decision was mine
That decision was mine,
well that decision was mine
The horses in the new forest,
are running in their Sunday best
And though you can’t believe your ears
They say the words you long to hear
It’s easier, It’s easier
That decision was mine,
that decision was mine
That decision was mine,
well that decision was mine
Ba ba ba ba ba bado da…
Ba ba ba ba ba bado da…
Ba ba ba ba ba bado da…
Ba ba ba ba ba bado da…
That decision was mine,
that decision was mine
That decision was mine,
well that decision was mine
Ba ba ba ba ba bado da…
Ba ba ba ba ba bado da…
Ba ba ba ba ba bado da…
Ba ba ba ba ba bado da …
That decision was mine
that decision was mine
That decision was mine,
well that decision was mine
Ba ba ba ba ba bado da…
Ba ba ba ba ba bado da…
Ba ba ba ba ba bado da…
Ba ba ba ba ba bado da …
That decision was mine,
that decision was mine
That decision was mine,
well that decision was mine
Ba ba ba ba ba bado da…
Ba ba ba ba ba bado good news …
That decision was mine,
that decision was mine
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