Poets Of The Fall - The ultimate fling - producer's cut lyrics

Today, it's in the air again today Another incident that just went off No way, this time I will not take blame It's pretty obvious who needs to shut up Ashtrays filled with the fruits of our transgressions Here and there sarcasm overflows Do stay, I'll need this sitcom to be re-run Till I get the gist of just how it goes So what would you have me do Gimme a reason, c'mon now make my day Cos I'm out of cheeks to turn the other way Ask yourself just how lucky do you feel Somehow I've been blindsided by my own kindhearted notion of just who we are No doubt we'd have collided anyway with me indicted and you raising alarm First round I'll take my bows into my corner take my vows, regroup and run back again Bloodhound and of no better pedigree Than what you see so you could not offend Did I act like a fool cos I didn't know what to do When you gave me just a little bit more than I bargained for A little too much in my hands when my hands are tied It's the ultimate fling to go frolicking Licking the muck from the soles of the boots of your pride Everytime you lied Gimme a reason, c'mon now make my day Cos I'm out of cheeks to turn the other way Ask yourself just how lucky do you feel Gimme a reason, c'mon now make my day Spoken my pleas now someone's gotta pay Ask yourself just how lucky do you feel Oh. Yeah. Gimme a reason You make my day! 'Cause someone's gotta pay Can you gimme a reason, I'm movin' into grey Something I can hold on to at the end of the day Cos I can't move on till I know what's the deal Gimme a reason, c'mon now make my day Cos I'm out of cheeks to turn the other way Ask yourself just how lucky do you feel Gimme a reason, c'mon now make my day Spoken my pleas now someone's gotta pay Ask yourself just how lucky do you feel