Gee, had such a blast last night, it really was a gas.
Did I like the bag Dad gave me? Oh, massively!
It's hard core and it's fancy leather... it must have cost a bomb.
It's the thought that counts, ostensibly
Now please don't get me wrong.
Now I have a plane to catch, you know I hate to fly.
I just stuff myself with sedatives, my Suzy's at my side.
And when we're there we'll just relax,
I know this Lebanese..a raffle with no chemicals!
I could get down on my knees and praise the lord... Praise the lord!
They came at 4 A.M., they did not use the bell
Wearing gas masks, wielding rifles, moaning about the smell of chick peas.
Now it's been five years since I saw daylight, since i've smiled...
Only yesterday they told me time's come for my trial.
I will plead my innocence of what I am accused,
They'll be so impressed I'll blow their shoes off
Shoes off...shoes off...walk free...
"You have no choice." "I can't do it!."
"You have no choice"


Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher

Please Don't Get Me Wrong song meanings
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