Shoot The Messenger Lyrics - Catatonia

Somebody told me you'd found new bonhomie 

Going places, you'd never go with me 

I felt myself became a bitter old shrew 

Oh, I'd have bitten you in two, if you would let me 

I'd 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 

Aaa 

Aaa 

Aaa 

So help me God they talk so much 

This knowledge ain't my business 

But I hang on his every word 

Hey Lord, speed his journey back to hell 

I might retreat singin' 

But all I hear is you 

And just give me one more shot of gin 

I'll scream along to anything 

And just let me shoot the messenger 

Yea, so help me God, it talks so much 

This yard, this song, my weakness 

I'm gonna shoot the messenger 

Oh, let me shoot the messenger 

I'm gonna shoot the messenger