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Paul Young

Genres: Pop

No Parlez Lyrics - Paul Young

No questions, 

There's no debate. 

It's a stand off situation, 

No time to arbitrate. 

You've gone as far as you can 

So call in the middle man. 

For this is your policy, 

You just don't wanna talk with me. 

 

Oh yeh, you hate your children to rise, 

You hate your children. 

Oh yeh, you hate your children. 

Still you put the hammer in the hands of the children. 

Oh yeh, you hate your children to rise, 

You hate your children. 

Oh yeh, you hate your children. 

Still you put the hammer in the hands of the children. 

 

No the plot is deep 

Between the two. Parlez 

What compromise 

Will ever do? 

NO With word, letters with proof, 

So we learn to tell the truth. Parlez 

Oh, this is your policy, 

You just don't wanna talk to me. 

 

Oh yeh, you hate your children to rise, 

You hate your children. 

Oh yeh, you hate your children. 

Still you put the hammer in the hands of the children. 

Oh yeh, you hate your children to rise, 

You hate your children. 

Oh yeh, you hate your children. 

Still you put the hammer in the hands of the children. 

 

Around the conference table, 

Talking on the telephone. 

Who speaks for him that speaks for you? 

You control the no-go zone. 

You've gone as far as you can 

So call in the middle man. 

For this is your policy, 

You just don't wanna talk with me. 

 

Oh yeh, you hate your children to rise, 

You hate your children. 

Oh yeh, you hate your children. 

Still you put the hammer in the hands of the children. 

Oh yeh, you hate your children to rise, 

You hate your children. 

Oh yeh, you hate your children. 

Still you put the hammer in the hands of the children. 

Still you put the hammer in the hands of the children. 

 

Oh yeh, you hate your children to rise, 

You hate your children. 

Oh yeh, you hate your children. 

Still you put the hammer in the hands of the children. 

Oh yeh, you hate your children to rise, 

You hate your children. 

Oh yeh, you hate your children. 

Still you put the hammer in the hands of the children. 

 

Still you put the hammer in the hands of the children. 

Still you put the hammer in the hands of the children. 

Still you put the hammer in the hands of the children. 

Still you put the hammer in the hands of the children. 

Still you put the hammer in the hands of the children. 

Still you put the hammer in the hands of the children. 

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