The Divine Comedy - Bad Ambassador Lyrics
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Bad Ambassador
Bad Ambassador Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Bad Ambassador By The Divine Comedy?
I want to chill, I want to sit real still
I want to sleep like the dead on a bed of roses Me and my lovely wife We're in the prime of life I want to feel real, I want to free-wheel I want to steal the show from under their noses I want to get you off Ain't that enough? I'm gonna abseil down my ivory tower And buy myself a Jaguar I'm a bad ambassador for that elusive place you're searching for I want to show you so much more But maybe some other time I want to play with the big boys I want to ride with the tough guys on a Japanese motorbike I want to hold your hand Hey, what's your favorite band? I want to look like they looked I want to shake like they shook, I want to take what they took I want to get you high Don't ask me why It's just something I've got to do I'll try to make it up to you I'm a bad ambassador for that elusive place you're searching for I want to show you so much more But maybe some other time I'm not the Pope and I don't want to be The Archbishop of Canterbury I'm a bad ambassador for that elusive place you're searching for I want to show you so much more Yeah I could show you so much more But I'm a bad ambassador Well, maybe some other time |
Who Wrote Bad Ambassador By The Divine Comedy?
Neil Hannon
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What's The Duration Of The Bad Ambassador By The Divine Comedy?The duration of Bad Ambassador is 3:45 minutes and seconds. |
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