Description
Producer, Engineer: Joel Burton
Mastering Engineer: Felix Davies
Mixer: Oli Barton-Wood
Assistant Recording Engineer: David Denyer
Assistant Recording Engineer: Adam Brown
Lyricist, Composer: Sophie Harris
Lyrics and translation
Original
Let's go and see all the mother girls a-pussin' down and up their street.
Come with me, keep you out too long, get upset I get disciplined, and I deserve it.
Oh, CeCe was so sensible. Why'd you string her along?
Oh, no, daddy-o, that lie affected you. Honest, I'm mad.
It was me, it was me who was bad, and I deserved it.
I deserved it.
-Cold, cold, blue blood.
-Don't think you ever had one bad thought.
I'm nervous too, I must never swear. Who is more pious and purer than you?
And I deserve it.
I deserve it!
Through there, I walked down in New England.
Through there, I down in New England.
Oh, up there, but down in New England.
Ah, through there, I down in New England.
Oh, the hero for looking down on us, but for loving you, England!
Oh, through there, I down in New England soil. Kept drifting in between you and him.
Have a seat, we've got no idea what could have been.
Follow you up out the head, I sometimes dream you weren't dead. Between you and me, why choose you?
-Cold, cold, blue blood. -Why choose you?
-Cold, cold, blue blood. -Why choose you?
Cold, -cold, blue blood. -Why choose you?
-Cold, cold, blue blood. -Why choose you?
English translation
Let's go and see all the mother girls a-pussin' down and up their street.
Come with me, keep you out too long, get upset I get disciplined, and I deserve it.
Oh, CeCe was so sensible. Why'd you string her along?
Oh, no, daddy-o, that lie affected you. Honest, I'm mad.
It was me, it was me who was bad, and I deserved it.
I deserved it.
-Cold, cold, blue blood.
-Don't think you ever had one bad thought.
I'm nervous too, I must never swear. Who is more pious and purer than you?
And I deserve it.
I deserve it!
Through there, I walked down in New England.
Through there, I down in New England.
Oh, up there, but down in New England.
Ah, through there, I down in New England.
Oh, the hero for looking down on us, but for loving you, England!
Oh, through there, I down in New England soil. Kept drifting in between you and him.
Have a seat, we've got no idea what could have been.
Follow you up out the head, I sometimes dream you weren't dead. Between you and me, why choose you?
-Cold, cold, blue blood. -Why choose you?
-Cold, cold, blue blood. -Why choose you?
Cold, -cold, blue blood. -Why choose you?
-Cold, cold, blue blood. -Why choose you?