Lyrics to "The Battle Of Trafalgar Square" by Poubelle International:


So we took the fight outside, 
Make up streaming from here eyes, 

She was cold, was raining then,
Wet clothes and long wet hair,

‘this is shit, I’m out, goodbye’
Thru her teeth, ‘fuck you’ she cried. 

Yet another girlfriend gone, 
So this aint no love song. 

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Sexy shoes were in her hand, 
As she chased me down the strand. 

Screaming curses in my ear, 
Come on baby, say it like you mean it. 

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Walked alone back home from there. 
Left the battle of Trafalgar square, 

All alone where I belong. 
No this aint no love song.