Текст Paul Heaton & Jacqui Abbott – You’re Gonna Miss Me

Confidence low
Bills sky-high
Who you gonna miss? There’s no other guy
(You’re gonna miss him, when he’s gone)

Government’s crashed
Banks are bust
Hospitals shut, who you gonna trust?
(You’re gonna miss him, when he’s gone)

Worst mistake you ever did make
You’re gonna borrow that great digger-spade
You’re gonna dig up me up
When I’m gone

Chorus:
(You’re gonna miss him, when he’s gone)
You bastards, you
(You’re gonna miss him, when he’s gone)
You bastards, you
(You’re gonna miss him, when he’s gone)
Who you gonna have as your number 1?
(You’re gonna miss him)
You bastards, you

(Left’s gone right, red’s gone blue
The king is dead, what you gonna do?)
You’re gonna miss me, when I’m gone

(Beer’s run low, whisky’s out
Your local’s closed, who you gonna shout?)
You’re gonna miss me, when I’m gone

Worst mistake you ever did make
You’re gonna borrow that great digger-spade
You’re gonna dig up me up

Chorus

He can’t be national treasure
No OBE awaits (OBE awaits)
You’d better praise him here and now
Before he hits those gates

Sing ‘Hallelujah, the king is here!
Long may he reign!’
You bastards are heading for
A life of pain…

You’re gonna miss me, when I’m gone…