In Another Life — текст песни (Xtc)

Well, would you want me, in your afternoons

If I seduced ya, in your mills and boons

Well, Ill be the master if youll be the mate

But dont you get those headaches

In another life



Ill bring your milk tray, from a parachute

Ill play the hollywood hunk, you can dye your roots

Or Ill be your burton if youll be my liz

And there might be flying pigs

In another life



Thats how were built, love

Dont let it wilt, love

Ill take your flat feet

Well, if youll take my habits, it all works out in the end

Ah, but in another life...



Ill be the stranger, in your horoscope

The cheeky builder, calling with his quote

Or maybe a chippendale, on girls night out

Make mine the biggest pouch

In another life



Thats how were built, love

Dont let it wilt, love

Ill take your mood swings

Well, if youll take my hobbies, it all works out in the end

Ah, but in another life...



Well, Ill be your burton if youll be my liz

There might be flying pigs

In another life

And youd give up the cigs

In another life

And beer tastes good in tins

Test matches we might win

And your mother buys her gin