Текст песни «Don't Call Me Darling» — The Fall

Don't Call Me Darling

Harbouring on it hates this
wants this
she hates this
>>Don’t call me darling
>>Don’t call me darling
>>Don’t call me darling
>>Don’t call me darling
The long black hair
of wretched blue bottle
darting all over
to no avail
I got zero tolerance
My head full
>>Don’t call me darling
>>Don’t call me darling
>>Don’t call me darling
>>Don’t call me darling
People hate beauty
I cannot fathom it They smell of old pally
voices thick with
Bouncing Jackson
with stupidity
>>Don’t call me darling
>>Don’t call me darling
>>Don’t call me darling
>>Don’t call me darling
[[Don't call me darling
Soon there will be dancing
around the queue strippy
high and cheap
why do people hate beauty
I cannot fathom it a bouncing…
>>Don’t call me darling
>>Don’t call me darling
…brown suit…
>>Don’t call me darling
…bouncing…
>>Don’t call me darling
…bouncing…
>>Don’t call me darling
…bouncing…
>>Don’t call me darling
…bouncing…
>>Don’t call me darling
…bouncing…
>>Don’t call me darling
…bouncing…
>>Don’t call me darling
…bouncing…
>>Don’t call me darling
…bouncing…
>>Don’t call me darling
…bouncing…
>>Don’t call me darling
…bouncing…
>>Don’t call me darling
.why…do…people…hate…
>>Don’t call me darling
>>Don’t call me darling
>>Don’t call me darling
>>Don’t call me darling
>>Don’t call me darling
>>Don’t
>>call
>>me
>>darling