Текст The Futureheads – Sale Of The Century

The nights are getting longer
And the days are getting warmer and so are you
Warmer on the trail to create a fairy tale or two
Your story’s so hypnotic, charismatic

I didn’t mean it, I changed my mind already
Plus I had a bad feeling about it anyway
Don’t cheapen yourself for the sale of the century
I didn’t mean it, I’ve changed my mind

Take some tracing paper
And go and draw the faces of the people at work
They will leave, turn into nightlife
Stay in and relax as they go berserk
Why don’t they go berserk?

I didn’t mean it, I changed my mind already
Plus I had a bad feeling about it anyway
Don’t cheapen yourself for the sale of the century
I didn’t mean it, I’ve changed my mind

I didn’t mean it, I changed my mind already
Plus I had a bad feeling about it anyway
Don’t cheapen yourself for the sale of the century
I didn’t mean it, I’ve changed my mind