Shoot The Messenger Lyrics - Cantatonia

Somebody told me you'd found new bonhomie 

Going places 

You'd never go with me 

I felt myself become a bitter old shrew 

Oh I'd have bitten you in two 

If you would let me 

I look deadly as a nun 

Martyrdom does not become me 

I'll find love in vanity 

Somebody told me you'd found places to go 

And new people to know 

And new ladies and so 

I felt myself become a bitter old shrew 

I'd have bitten her too 

If you would let me 

If I don't laugh what do I do? 

If I don't laugh and see this through 

I shouldn't even think of you 

Allow me one extravagance 

Before they come and ban me 

And let me shoot the messenger 

So help me God you talk so much 

This knowledge ain't my business 

But I hang on his every word 

God speed his journey back to hell 

I might retreat singing 

But all I hear is you 

Just give me one more shot of gin 

I'll scream along to anything 

Just let me shoot the messenger 

So help me god you talk so much 

This tart, this whore, my weakness 

I'm gonna shoot the messenger 

Oh let me shoot the messenger 

I'm gonna shoot the messenger