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Píseň: Don't Make Me Happy

Interpret:
Deep Purple
Album:
Abandon
You stare into the room, nothing there but space 
No sign of any message gone without a trace 
But I don't want your pity, if that's what you think 
I'll take my comfort from this hole I'm sinking in 
Waste my time, drink my wine, take my money 
That's alright, I don't mind but don't try to be funny 


Don't make me good 
Don't make me mad 
Don't make me fly 
Don't make me happy 


It's nice here in this room, you would like it, yes you 
would 
It's got a bed, two chairs and a table, I'd leave here if I 
could 
There's a man standing up who's down on his knees 
Outside the cold wind sends a shiver through the trees 
On the line, left behind, under pressure 
It's so bad, leave me be, I don't want to get better 


Don't make me good 
Don't make me mad 
Don't make me fly 
Don't make me happy 


I don't care what you think but think about this 
It could have been somebody else, beware of what 
you wish 
Now the door is closed, locked and sealed 
And now you think you know how rejection feels 
Waste my time, drink my wine, take my money 
That's alright, I don't mind but don't try to be funny 


Don't make me good 
Don't make me mad 
Don't make me fly 
Don't make me happy