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The Cocktail Party - Group Home Demo

4:15darkwave, post-punk, new wave, gothic rock Album Three Imaginary Boys 1979-05-11

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Lyricist, Vocalist, Composer Lyricist, Composer: Robert Smith

Vocalist, Composer: Michael Dempsey

Vocalist: Porl Thompson

Mastering Engineer: Chris Blair

Composer: Laurence Tolhurst

Lyrics and translation

Original

All right, so

Bed of leather in a motorbike jacket, cruising in the moon.

Sipping on a cocktail, looking out the window at the view.

Head up on the window, out competing in the city sky.

Sipping on a loaded cocktail, watching the world go by.

Sunset twilight, losing shadows, seeing things not there.

Turning vision red 'cause I'm channel one and surfing back to yeah.

Yesterday was yesterday, another out my mind.

Sipping on a loaded cocktail, got the same gas.

Come sunshine, come rain time, come on, come along with me.

I'll show you life I know, give you eyes I know, give you some cold black tea.

Bed of leather in a motorbike jacket, cruising in the moon.

Sipping on a cocktail, looking out the window at the view. Head up on the window, out competing in the city sky.

Sipping on a loaded cocktail, watching the world go by.

Come sunshine, come rain time, come on, come along with me.

I'll show you life I know, give you eyes I know, give you some cold black tea.

Sunset twilight, losing shadows, seeing things not there.

Turning vision red 'cause I'm channel one and surfing back to yeah.

Yesterday was yesterday, another out my mind.

Sipping on a loaded cocktail, got the same gas. Yesterday was yesterday, another out my mind.

Sipping on a loaded cocktail, got the same gas.

English translation

All right, so

Bed of leather in a motorbike jacket, cruising in the moon.

Sipping on a cocktail, looking out the window at the view.

Head up on the window, out competing in the city sky.

Sipping on a loaded cocktail, watching the world go by.

Sunset twilight, losing shadows, seeing things not there.

Turning vision red 'cause I'm channel one and surfing back to yeah.

Yesterday was yesterday, another out my mind.

Sipping on a loaded cocktail, got the same gas.

Come sunshine, come rain time, come on, come along with me.

I'll show you life I know, give you eyes I know, give you some cold black tea.

Bed of leather in a motorbike jacket, cruising in the moon.

Sipping on a cocktail, looking out the window at the view. Head up on the window, out competing in the city sky.

Sipping on a loaded cocktail, watching the world go by.

Come sunshine, come rain time, come on, come along with me.

I'll show you life I know, give you eyes I know, give you some cold black tea.

Sunset twilight, losing shadows, seeing things not there.

Turning vision red 'cause I'm channel one and surfing back to yeah.

Yesterday was yesterday, another out my mind.

Sipping on a loaded cocktail, got the same gas. Yesterday was yesterday, another out my mind.

Sipping on a loaded cocktail, got the same gas.

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