Astley In The Noose (20th Anniversary Edition)

Oh, Astley in the noose
He hasn't got a use
But he's trying
Trying to be someone
Trying to take like a man if you can
Sing an old song

Well, I get back to the rope
Wash your mouth out with soap
And if you must sing
Sing an oldie
But sing it quickly
Oh spare me

Don't beg, don't beg
I wouldn't kill you even if you paid me
Don't beg, don't beg
I wouldn't kill you even if you paid me

Oh, Astley, it's the truth
My patience's at its roof
It's at its ceiling
It's just this feeling
That given half a choice
A life without your voice seems more appealing

Don't beg, don't beg
I wouldn't kill you even if you paid me
Don't beg, don't beg
I wouldn't kill you even if you paid me

But don't take this to heart
It's all to do with art and entertainment
I sing this lament
But from you and from your peers
It's abuse to both me ears
I rest my case here

Don't beg, don't beg
I wouldn't kill you even if you paid me
Don't beg, don't beg
I wouldn't kill you even if you paid me

Don't beg, don't beg
I wouldn't kill you even if you paid me
Don't beg, don't beg
I wouldn't kill you even if you paid me

We've known each other for so long
Immortalised you in my song
I'm never gonna give you up
Let you down
Spin you round or desire you
Never gonna give you up or blah blah blah
Blah blah blah blah blah



Credits
Writer(s): Martin Richard Gilks, Miles Stephen Hunt, Malcolm Roy Treece, Robert Jones
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