Woorden:
Talk Talk The Party S Over

The party's over I never thought you'd stay The love of laughter My truth's no longer sane The party's over Much older than you'd say This friend of

Vertaling: Talk Talk. The Party's Over.

graffitied walls As a way to pass the time I saw a father's tear For a leader standing over here 'Who's the King?' says a passer by But it's another word

filled with images That play on every word No-one to tell me There's a cloud before my eyes Not only broken, I don't know the reason why It's so serious

This sure is some kind of party It's so useful Surrounds my life with excuses For what I choose to lose And my name Doesn't look the same to me And

anything I'm going through What a fool I've been Didn't get to him in time 'What's been happening?' It's so hard to sleep at night It's so hard to sleep

nice It's better not to talk at all, is my advice We're parting, you go your way I'll go mine It's best that we do Here's a kiss, I hope that this brings

bad But shit it's all good We threw a party, yeh we threw a party Bitches came over, yeh, we threw a party I was just calling cause they were just leaving Talk

I still need her, cause she's my senorita Chorus *Puffy talking over the chorus* *India sings her part from the beginning again* Chorus *woman singing, man talking