The Charlatans
The Charlatans
The Charlatans
The Charlatans
The Charlatans
The Charlatans
The Charlatans
The Charlatans
The Charlatans
The Charlatans
The Charlatans
The Charlatans
The Charlatans
The Charlatans
Ooh! You strange emissary
Ooh! You strange emissary
I wander streets belonging but to no one
And all the lonely lives I stumble upon
Tell me you didn't feel and I will be lost
Frozen up like car windscreens in the frost
Ooh! My foolish pride
Ooh! My foolish pride
Sweet emissary tapping at my door
Let's make love not war
Ooh! You strange emissary
Ooh! You strange emissary
We used to laugh at all the jokes that we told
And on holidays we would hug in the cold
Now you're back in my car
You will never breakdown for a red rose
In a cinnamon nightgown
Ooh! My foolish pride
Ooh! My foolish pride
Sweet emissary tapping at my door
Make love not war, can't take this no more
Ooh! My foolish pride
Ooh! My foolish pride