Текст песни Poets Of The Fall - The Ultimate Fling (Producer's cut)

Today it's in the air again,
Today another incident that just went off.
No way, this time I will not take the blame,
It's pretty obvious who needs to shut up.
Ashtrays filled with the fruits of our transgressions,
Here and there sarcasm overflows.
To stay, I need the sitcom to be rerun
Till I get the gist of just how it goes.
So what would you have me do?

Chorus.
Give me a reason, come on and make my day,
Cos I'm out of cheeks to turn the other way.
Ask yourself just how lucky do you feel?

Somehow I've been blindsided by my own
Kindhearted notion of just who we are.
No doubt we'd have collided anyway
With me endicted and you raising alarm.
First round I'll take my bows into my corner,
Take the vows, regroup and run back again.
Bloody hell, I know no better pedigree
Than what you see, so you could not offend.

Did I act like a fool cos I didn't know what to do when you gave me just a little bit more than I bargained for,
A little too much in my hands when my hands are tied.
It's The Ultimate Fling to go frolicking, licking the muck from the soles of the boots of your pride.
Every time you lied...

Chorus.
Give me a reason, come on and make my day,
Cos I'm out of cheeks to turn the other way.
Ask yourself just how lucky do you feel?

Ooooh, yeeeeh, give me a reason.
Yeeeh, make my day.

Chorus.