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Woorden: Robbie Williams. Reality Killed The Video Star. Deceptacon.


Microwave yourself today
Save you for a rainy day
Hello deceptacon
This will not be going away

From all of us there
To all over here
We wish you all of the best
All of the year, she said

Well he's never been quite right
And I know
We'll be stepping on eggshells tonight

And all over Britain
We wait for permission
To form another queue
We stand in position
Though someody's missing
And that somebody's you
But what can I do?

I love you but I don't like you
right now
Was all she had to say
Hello deceptacon
I will not be going away

From all of us here
To all over there
We wish you all of the best
All of the year, she said

Only you could make it right
But I've stopped, stepping on eggshells tonight

And all over Britain
We wait for permission
To form another queue
We stand in position
Though someody's missing
And that somebody's you
But what can I do?

Send my best to all concerned
I know I've been a gracious host
Goodbye deceptacon

Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
What are you, to me?
What can I do for you?
What can you do for me?
Who are you?
What are you, to me?



(Thanks to Bigdick1 for these lyrics)