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Wicked Man
My C.V. reads a long list of mistakes and regrets Bad decisions, aftermaths and unmade beds I've plastered over cracks and tried to mend what I can To you I'm still a wicked man Well, my C.V. reads a long list of unrights and some wrongs I could explain, but it would take me way too long My wife is a robot, my baby's cot Is a heavy metal parking lot From drudgery to buggery, a whole life is planned I tried like a saint, but I failed with the damned I've even sold my soul for a beer that's not cold I'll only die when I am told I'm a wicked man, I get what I deserve, 'cos I'm a wicked man, a wicked man A wicked man, nurse, it's getting worse You've got to, you've got to, got to, got to help me Well, I've lied to myself so much I believe it's true But all the hidden secrets, you already knew And all the unexplained that tore us apart To them I'm just a tart with a heart I'm a wicked man, I get what I deserve, 'cos I'm a wicked man, a wicked man A wicked man, nurse, it's getting worse SongtexteYou've got to, you've got to, got to, got to help me My C.V. is a long list of mistakes and regrets I bruise to remember, I drink to forget I've plastered over cracks but you don't understand To you I'm still a wicked man To you I'm still a wicked man To you I'm still a wicked man Aus Songtexte Mania