Letra de Blasphemous Rumours (Live in Basel)
Girl of 16, whole life ahead of her Slashed her wrists, bored with life Didn't succeed Thank the Lord for small merciesFighting back the tears Mother reads the note again 16 candles burn in her mind She takes the blame, it's always the same She goes down on her knees and praysI don't want to start any blasphemous rumours But I think that God's got a sick sense of humour And when I die, I expect to find Him laughingI don't want to start any blasphemous rumours But I think that God's got a sick sense of humour And when I die, I expect to find Him laughingGirl of 18, fell in love with everything Found new life in Jesus Christ Hit by a car Ended up on a life support machineSummer's day as she passed away Birds were singing in the summer sky Then came the rain and once again A tear fell from her mother's eyeI don't want to start any blasphemous rumours But I think that God's got a sick sense of humour And when I die, I expect to find Him laughingI don't want to start any blasphemous rumours But I think that God's got a sick sense of humour And when I die, I expect to find Him laughingI don't want to start any blasphemous rumours But I think that God's got a sick sense of humour And when I die, I expect to find Him laughingI don't want to start any blasphemous rumours But I think that God's got a sick sense of humour And when I die, I expect to find Him laughingI don't want to start any blasphemous rumours But I think that God's got a sick sense of humour And when I die, I expect to find Him laughingThank you