Only Tongue Can Tell
Trashcan Sinatras"Only Tongue Can Tell" is a song by Trashcan Sinatras, released in 1990 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:53 long and contains 33 lines and 252 words.
0:16Once upon a sign I read a warning and it said
0:23'When in Rome don't feed the lions'
0:27What is meant I can't hazard a guess
0:33But now I've learned my lesson I'm a better person
0:39I'm filled up with high hopes and I'm fed up with soft soaps
0:43Long in the tooth and short on wisdom
0:48Up to here with the ache of it
0:51And if the matchmaker calls hand in hand
0:55With a catch of the day I'll rise to the bait
0:59But it'll still be more than a heart can take
1:02More than feeling great
1:05More than a tongue can tell
1:13I'd need to take leave of my senses to get a moment's rest
1:22Following in footsteps
1:24Foot sure in fancy dress
1:28Head in my hands I'm making plans
1:33Hoovering up for the day
1:36When the matchmaker calls hand in hand
1:40With the catch of the day I'll raise to the bait
1:43But it'll still be more then a heart can take
1:47More than feeling great
1:50More than a tongue can tell
2:12And the itch to get rich quick
2:17Has never been so hard to reach
2:21With my hands tied behind my back
2:26Shin deep in cement and sand
2:28Just like the anchor man I broke loose
2:36And crashed to the sea bed
2:39Clutching the shortest straw
2:41And if you threw me a line that's as smart as you think
2:45It wouldn't stop me sinking down to cry
2:49On what flashed before my eyes
2:53What flashed before my eyes
Once upon a sign I read a warning and it said 'When in Rome don't feed the lions' What is meant I can't hazard a guess But now I've learned my lesson I'm a better person I'm filled up with high hopes and I'm fed up with soft soaps Long in the tooth and short on wisdom Up to here with the ache of it And if the matchmaker calls hand in hand With a catch of the day I'll rise to the bait But it'll still be more than a heart can take More than feeling great More than a tongue can tell I'd need to take leave of my senses to get a moment's rest Following in footsteps Foot sure in fancy dress Head in my hands I'm making plans Hoovering up for the day When the matchmaker calls hand in hand With the catch of the day I'll raise to the bait But it'll still be more then a heart can take More than feeling great More than a tongue can tell And the itch to get rich quick Has never been so hard to reach With my hands tied behind my back Shin deep in cement and sand Just like the anchor man I broke loose And crashed to the sea bed Clutching the shortest straw And if you threw me a line that's as smart as you think It wouldn't stop me sinking down to cry On what flashed before my eyes What flashed before my eyes
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