Автор Слов: Charlie Hugall, Nick Whiteoak
Charlie Hugall, Nick Whiteoak, Charlie Hugall, Nick Whiteoak
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I was sipping on a Whiskey when I got the call,
My friend Lex was lying in the hospital.
She'd been pretty sick for about half a year,
But it seems like this time the end was drawing near.
So dropped my plans and jumped the next London train.
I found her laid up and in a lot of pain.
Her eyes met mine and then I understood
That her weather forecast wasn't looking too good.
So I sat and spun her stories for a little while,
Tried to raise her mood and tried to raise a smile,
But she silenced all my rambling with a shake of her head,
Drew me close and listen this is what she said now:
"You'll live to dance another day,
It's just now you'll have to dance for the two of us.
So stop looking so damn depressed,
And sing with all your heart that the Queen is dead."
She told me she was sick of all the hospital food,
And of doctors, distant relatives, draining her blood.
She said "I know I'm dying, but I'm not finished just yet;
I'm dying for a drink and for a cigarette."
So we hatched a plan to book ourselves a cheap hotel
In the centre of the City and to raise some hell,
Lay waste to all the clubs and then when everyone else is long asleep,
We know we're good and done.
Well I was working on some words when Sarah called me up.
She said that Lex had gone asleep and wasn't waking up.
And even though I knew that there was nothing to be done,
I felt bad for not being there and now, well, she was gone.
So I tried to think what Lex would want me to do
At times like this when I was feeling blue.
So I gathered up some friends to spread the sad, sad news,
And we headed to the City for a drink or two,
And we sang:
"We live to dance another day,
It's just now we have to dance for one more of us.
So stop looking so damn depressed,
And sing with all our hearts, long live the Queen."
