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Robbie Williams

Speaking Tongues

 

Speaking Tongues

(album: Under The Radar, Vol. 2 - 2017)


I'll tell you all a story 'bout a man who isn't here
Who had a pocket full of chemicals, some cigarettes and beer
I went out to Ibiza running from the pouring rain
I drank a poco loco and I'd never be the same
I met up with some boys they called themselves the diamond dogs
They were either on the dance floor or dealing in the bogs
And a reformed gangster got me and he said that he found God
He looked me in the eyes and he started speaking tongues

Speaking tongues, speaking tongues
Everybody on the island speaking tongues

Speaking tongues, speaking tongues
Everybody on the island speaking tongues

Everybody's saying take that, take that
And I'm about to do exactly that-ah
And I'm the cheeky fucker at the back-ah
Before a disco biscuit disco-nap

In Balearic sunshine I went out for a swim
But I heard they'd sent a posse to the rocks to do me in
But I met some friends with faces who were pretty mighty men
They told me "if they come for you my brother
We will go for them"

I whistled down a taxi just to save us all some grief
The taxi man had weed and pills he'd bought from the police
He'd seen me on the TV said he didn't like my songs
It's the only sense he made 'cause then he started speaking tongues

Speaking tongues, speaking tongues
Everybody on the island speaking tongues

Speaking tongues, speaking tongues
Everybody on the island speaking tongues

Ah, ah
Ah, ah

Everybody's saying take that, take that
And I'm about to do exactly that-ah
And I'm the cheeky fucker at the back-ah
Before a disco biscuit disco-nap

I met a girl from Preston who wanted sex right there and then
She led me to a hotel but they wouldn't let me in
I begged and I pleaded with the man who owned the place (come on, man!)
Eventually he'd had enough and punched me in the face
I made a promise to that gangster
That I would not commit to another night on the white I'd have to deal with it
But I had a poco loco mescaline coming on strong
I really couldn't help it man I started speaking tongues

Speaking tongues, speaking tongues
Everybody on the island speaking tongues

Speaking tongues, speaking tongues
Everybody on the island speaking tongues

Speaking tongues, speaking tongues
Everybody on the island speaking tongues

Speaking tongues, speaking tongues
Everybody on the island speaking tongues

Everybody's saying take that, take that
And I'm about to do exactly that-ah
And I'm the cheeky fucker at the back-ah
Before a disco biscuit disco-nap

Everybody's saying take that take, that-ah
And I'm about to do exactly that-ah
And I'm the cheeky fucker at the back-ah
Before a disco biscuit disco-nap

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