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you’re fucked - madeleine worrall lyrics

[martina]
you want me to spell it out?
like idiot?
you’re f*cked
f*cked
you’re well and truly f*cked
i’m sorry for i know it’s bad to say
you’re f*cked

[harold]
i’m f*cked?

[martina]
you’re sadly out of luck
i really wish there was another way
but it’s no longer a question
an idea or a suggestion
for you are f*cked in every single way
you must now do what is best
which is rest
i must stress not to test
just how f*cked you are today

[martina]
now i wish there were a pill or a potion i could fill
your cup with to unf*ck this
but i can’t
i am really sorry, mister
but your feet are gross and blistered
you’re going to havе to lose this stubborn stance
[martina]
it’s no eastern supеrstition
you’re just in no condition
to walk another step
don’t take a chance

[martina]
oh, harold, can’t you see?
you’re as f*cked as f*cked can be
and you’re going to have to quit this crazy dance

[harold, spoken]
will your partner mind if i stay?

[martina, spoken]
you can stay as long as you like
you still won’t meet him

[harold, spoken]
why?

[martina, spoken]
because he’s gone, harold
he doesn’t live here anymore!

[martina]
because i’m f*cked!
i’m f*cked
i’m broken and i’m f*cked
for i wait for a man who won’t come home
[martina]
he had a secret baby
with a secret lady
and now he has left me here alone
i’d no idea he was a father
when we left bratislava
he told me things i shouldn’t have believed
he left all his possessions
when i learned all his indiscretions
and now i sit here dumbstruck and deceived

[martina]
so forgive if i swear a little much
but to be fair
it’s such a sh*tty situation, you’ll agree
to be stuck here broken*hearted
mopping floors and cleaning carpets
when i have a medical degree!

[martina & harold, harold, martina]
you see we’re f*cked!
yes we’re f*cked *dog barks*
the both of us are f*cked *dog barks*
in many different ways, it must be said *dog howls*
you’re in a foreign country
you’re in a stranger’s house
we’re both in way over our heads!
[martina, harold]
now there’s nothing left to do
but to raise a glass for two
for the f*cked up things we’ve done and said!
we’re truly, unequivocally
emotionally
physically
ragged road and royally
pretty prim and properly
i’m speaking metaphorically
and ca*te*f*cking*gorically

[martina, martina & harold]
with beautiful simplicity
in perfect synchronicity
and strangely quite exquisitely
f*cked!
*dog howling*

- madeleine worrall lyrics

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