When the clouds form heavy over me then I'm gonna remember That dance that you did in the angel outfit in December Clear the tables and fill the fridge The tambourines, make the call and dispatch Clear the tables, the world abridge For the limousines, go on, put the door on the latch Too much love in this, too much love in this Too much love in this kitchen to go to bed Too much love in this, too much love in this Too much love in this kitchen to go to bed When the nights not finished and you're looking for someone to kick on with Well, just take my hand 'cause I know a little face you can love with Clear the tables and fill the fridge The tambourines, make the call and dispatch Clear the tables, the world abridge For the limousines, go on, put the door on the latch Too much love in this, too much love in this Too much love in this kitchen to go to bed Too much love in this, too much love in this Too much love in this kitchen to go to bed Your loving is a death, the sun casts a mad man's silhouette Realization's hard to swallow, we're not going to work tomorrow There's too much love in this, too much love in this Too much love in this kitchen Too much love in this, too much love in this Too much love in this kitchen to go to bed
this sounds like music to clean the house...
Cool song
Rev wants his tune back
Sam sounds like a generic Reverend and the makers tune, much prefer De La Salle and The 17th
Cool Music!
When the clouds form heavy over me then I'm gonna remember
That dance that you did in the angel outfit in December
Clear the tables and fill the fridge
The tambourines, make the call and dispatch
Clear the tables, the world abridge
For the limousines, go on, put the door on the latch
Too much love in this, too much love in this
Too much love in this kitchen to go to bed
Too much love in this, too much love in this
Too much love in this kitchen to go to bed
When the nights not finished and you're looking for someone to kick on with
Well, just take my hand 'cause I know a little face you can love with
Clear the tables and fill the fridge
The tambourines, make the call and dispatch
Clear the tables, the world abridge
For the limousines, go on, put the door on the latch
Too much love in this, too much love in this
Too much love in this kitchen to go to bed
Too much love in this, too much love in this
Too much love in this kitchen to go to bed
Your loving is a death, the sun casts a mad man's silhouette
Realization's hard to swallow, we're not going to work tomorrow
There's too much love in this, too much love in this
Too much love in this kitchen
Too much love in this, too much love in this
Too much love in this kitchen to go to bed
Far better than that shite de la salle
80s
Lyrics?