Other Exercises
Baby Britain 
Medium
by Elliot Smith
Fill In the blanks, then press Score to check your answers
Baby Britain feels the best
Floating over a sea of vodka
Separated from the rest
Fights bigger problems
Sees the fall and rise
the waves somehow didn't hit her
pourning from her eyes
Alcohol again, very bitter
For someone half as smart
You'd be a work of art
You put yourself apart
And I can't help you start
We knocked another couple back
The dead up on the table
Still prepared for an attack
They didn't they'd disabled
Felt a wave, a rush of blood
You won't be happy 'til the bottle's broken
You're out swimming in the flood
You back, you kept unspoken
For as smart
You'd be a of art
You put yourself apart
And I can't help you until you start
You've got a look in your eye you're saying goodbye
Like you want to say hi
The was on but it was dim
Revolver's been turned over
And now it's ready once again
The radio is Crimson and Clover
London is safe and sound
No matter what you repeating
Nothing's me down
To a death that's not worth cheating
For someone half as smart
You'd be a of art
You put yourself apart
And I can't you start
For someone half as smart
You'd be a work of art
You put apart
Floating over a sea of vodka
Separated from the rest
Fights bigger problems
Sees the fall and rise
the waves somehow didn't hit her
pourning from her eyes
Alcohol again, very bitter
For someone half as smart
You'd be a work of art
You put yourself apart
And I can't help you start
We knocked another couple back
The dead up on the table
Still prepared for an attack
They didn't they'd disabled
Felt a wave, a rush of blood
You won't be happy 'til the bottle's broken
You're out swimming in the flood
You back, you kept unspoken
For as smart
You'd be a of art
You put yourself apart
And I can't help you until you start
You've got a look in your eye you're saying goodbye
Like you want to say hi
The was on but it was dim
Revolver's been turned over
And now it's ready once again
The radio is Crimson and Clover
London is safe and sound
No matter what you repeating
Nothing's me down
To a death that's not worth cheating
For someone half as smart
You'd be a of art
You put yourself apart
And I can't you start
For someone half as smart
You'd be a work of art
You put apart
Click any word to get definition.
( Automatic Translation )
Con tecnología de Microsoft® Translator
