Mr Speaker (Gets the Word) Lyrics
| Song | Mr Speaker (Gets the Word) |
| Artist | Madness |
| Album | Presents the Rise & Fall |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Barson, McPherson | |
| Humble thyself humble thyself | |
| And ye shall be exalted | |
| Lars porsena of crucium | |
| By the nine | |
| Gods he swore | |
| Humble thyself and ye shall be exalted | |
| You have all the members of the body | |
| Use them wisely that the great house of | |
| TarquinShould suffer wrong no more | |
| By the nine | |
| Gods he swore it | |
| And named the trysting day | |
| Bade his messengers ride forth | |
| East and West and | |
| South and | |
| NorthTo summon his array you | |
| Have all the members of the body | |
| Use them wisely into the | |
| Valley of death ode the six hundred | |
| Wriggles from his captor's arms | |
| Mr. Speaker gets the word | |
| Running now from the alarms | |
| Speak his mind free as a bird | |
| Free now to roam around | |
| Stand up straight when he quotes | |
| Spread the word that he has found | |
| Books of verse and scribbled notes | |
| Mr. Speaker gets the word | |
| To tell the secrets he has heard | |
| Speaks so fast his words are slurred | |
| Mr. Speaker gets the word | |
| Stands up straight outside my door | |
| I bring you now the words | |
| I've learned | |
| Whom it may concern senor | |
| Tell my friends | |
| I have returned | |
| Mr. Speaker gets the word | |
| To tell the secrets he has heard | |
| Speaks so fast his words are slurred | |
| Mr. Speaker gets the word | |
| Excitement rages through his brain | |
| Stirred and stirred throughout the years | |
| Not enough time to explain | |
| Eyes of madness eyes of fear | |
| Making space from | |
| Conley Hatch | |
| LaneJust some poetry my friend | |
| Scuttles pass my window frame | |
| Vanishes right round the bend | |
| Mr. Speaker gets the word | |
| To tell the secrets he has heard | |
| Speaks so fast his words are slurred | |
| Mr. Speaker gets the word |
| zuo ci : Barson, McPherson | |
| Humble thyself humble thyself | |
| And ye shall be exalted | |
| Lars porsena of crucium | |
| By the nine | |
| Gods he swore | |
| Humble thyself and ye shall be exalted | |
| You have all the members of the body | |
| Use them wisely that the great house of | |
| TarquinShould suffer wrong no more | |
| By the nine | |
| Gods he swore it | |
| And named the trysting day | |
| Bade his messengers ride forth | |
| East and West and | |
| South and | |
| NorthTo summon his array you | |
| Have all the members of the body | |
| Use them wisely into the | |
| Valley of death ode the six hundred | |
| Wriggles from his captor' s arms | |
| Mr. Speaker gets the word | |
| Running now from the alarms | |
| Speak his mind free as a bird | |
| Free now to roam around | |
| Stand up straight when he quotes | |
| Spread the word that he has found | |
| Books of verse and scribbled notes | |
| Mr. Speaker gets the word | |
| To tell the secrets he has heard | |
| Speaks so fast his words are slurred | |
| Mr. Speaker gets the word | |
| Stands up straight outside my door | |
| I bring you now the words | |
| I' ve learned | |
| Whom it may concern senor | |
| Tell my friends | |
| I have returned | |
| Mr. Speaker gets the word | |
| To tell the secrets he has heard | |
| Speaks so fast his words are slurred | |
| Mr. Speaker gets the word | |
| Excitement rages through his brain | |
| Stirred and stirred throughout the years | |
| Not enough time to explain | |
| Eyes of madness eyes of fear | |
| Making space from | |
| Conley Hatch | |
| LaneJust some poetry my friend | |
| Scuttles pass my window frame | |
| Vanishes right round the bend | |
| Mr. Speaker gets the word | |
| To tell the secrets he has heard | |
| Speaks so fast his words are slurred | |
| Mr. Speaker gets the word |
| zuò cí : Barson, McPherson | |
| Humble thyself humble thyself | |
| And ye shall be exalted | |
| Lars porsena of crucium | |
| By the nine | |
| Gods he swore | |
| Humble thyself and ye shall be exalted | |
| You have all the members of the body | |
| Use them wisely that the great house of | |
| TarquinShould suffer wrong no more | |
| By the nine | |
| Gods he swore it | |
| And named the trysting day | |
| Bade his messengers ride forth | |
| East and West and | |
| South and | |
| NorthTo summon his array you | |
| Have all the members of the body | |
| Use them wisely into the | |
| Valley of death ode the six hundred | |
| Wriggles from his captor' s arms | |
| Mr. Speaker gets the word | |
| Running now from the alarms | |
| Speak his mind free as a bird | |
| Free now to roam around | |
| Stand up straight when he quotes | |
| Spread the word that he has found | |
| Books of verse and scribbled notes | |
| Mr. Speaker gets the word | |
| To tell the secrets he has heard | |
| Speaks so fast his words are slurred | |
| Mr. Speaker gets the word | |
| Stands up straight outside my door | |
| I bring you now the words | |
| I' ve learned | |
| Whom it may concern senor | |
| Tell my friends | |
| I have returned | |
| Mr. Speaker gets the word | |
| To tell the secrets he has heard | |
| Speaks so fast his words are slurred | |
| Mr. Speaker gets the word | |
| Excitement rages through his brain | |
| Stirred and stirred throughout the years | |
| Not enough time to explain | |
| Eyes of madness eyes of fear | |
| Making space from | |
| Conley Hatch | |
| LaneJust some poetry my friend | |
| Scuttles pass my window frame | |
| Vanishes right round the bend | |
| Mr. Speaker gets the word | |
| To tell the secrets he has heard | |
| Speaks so fast his words are slurred | |
| Mr. Speaker gets the word |
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