Rufus Wainwright - Romantical Man Lyrics
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Romantical Man
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What Are The Lyrics For Romantical Man By Rufus Wainwright?
Sarah Siddons overlooking the motorway
Paddington Green certainly isn't what it used to be Got a feeling London is calling me Or could it be that I'm simply trying to run away I took the veil, I took the veil at Liberty And bought a scarf, now I'm fully covered ya see But I don't think I can hide my ecstasy Thinking of you up on Belsize Park, thinking of me 'Cause I'm a roman-romantical man Can't be pedantic (if you gotta look it up, the definition) 'Cause I'm a roman-romantical man Wish I was sarcastic But I'm feeling it Like every second We're all surrounded by shards of glass and not masonry Perfectly reflecting what we don't want to see And the classical critics can't stand a melody I only ask what brought you to the opera firstly Mother, can you hear me? I'm calling you Mother, can you hear me? I've made it through But the temperature is rising The water's high The forests, they are dying But just for tonight I'm a roman-romantical man Tonight, the ship will set sail from the sand Can't be pedantic If you gotta look it up, the definition Wish I was sarcastic But I'm feeling it Like every second Sarah Siddons overlooking the motorway |
Who Wrote Romantical Man By Rufus Wainwright?
Rufus Wainwright
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What's The Duration Of The Romantical Man By Rufus Wainwright?The duration of Romantical Man is 5:26 minutes and seconds. |
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