Christy Moore
Christy Moore
Christy Moore
Christy Moore
Christy Moore
Christy Moore
Christy Moore
Christy Moore
Christy Moore
Christy Moore
Christy Moore
Christy Moore
Well, here we go again
Another sleepless night
I don't think I have the strength
To take another fight
Well, what's the point of trying
We can't seem to get it right
I see black as black and baby
You see black as white
You've gone too far this time
Pushed our love to the limit
But still I can't imagine
Living life without you in it
Oh my, my an injustice has been done
It's a shame, it's more than a crime
You've gone too far this time
Just like a rerun movie
I've seen this show before
I reach out, you pull away
Get up and slam the door
Like some prima donna actor
Out in old time Hollywood
Frankly dear, I don't give a
Anymore, but I wish I could
You've gone too far this time
Pushed our love to the limit
But still I can't imagine
Living life without you in it
Oh my, my an injustice has been done
It's a shame, it's more than a crime
You've gone too far this time, gone too far
Like some prima donna actor
Out in old time Hollywood
Frankly dear, I don't give a
Anymore, but I wish I could
You've gone too far this time
Pushed our love to the limit
But still I can't imagine
Living life without you in it
Oh my, my an injustice has been done
It's a shame, it's more than a crime
You've gone too far this time
You've gone too far this time
The Deportees Club was written by Elvis Costello.
The Deportees Club was produced by Christy Moore.