Testo di The Messenger

She was hotter than the georgia asphalt Now her hearts gone cold for me I used to take the short cut home Now I play til the last man leaves Please don’t shoot the messenger Don’t you know I come in peace In an orgy of exaggeration I always seem to give as good as I get Form and credence to my agitation Like a bindi in my foot again Please don’t shoot the messenger Don’t you know I come in peace Please don’t shoot the messenger But you blew him to smithereens The woman what done it is too far gone She and I pass like ship in the night from now on I took a little trip to bring me back somehow I sent you a postcard, signed san francisco by now Please don’t shoot the messenger Don’t you know I come in peace Please don’t shoot the messenger But you blew him to smithereens