No More Losing the War Video (MV)
Performed By: Nygel Asselin
Featuring: Dylan Phillips, Conner Molander, Daniel Lagacé, Devon Portielje, Shawn Cole
Language: English
Length: 3:58
Written by: CONNER MOLANDER, DEVON PORTIELJE, DYLAN PHILLIPS
Nygel Asselin - No More Losing the War Lyrics
Somebody stop her, the lifter, the runner
The girl with the gold in her mouth
They caught her at london, waterloo station
Strung up on a ferris wheel
She used to lose pageants, pick of the litter
The newspapers screamed from their racks
Pictures at seven, nineteen-eighty-something
The waltz on her father's shoes
No more losing the war, karen.
But i really knew her in an after-pub closing way
Falling down, crawling drunk
Laughing like children with sugared-up gullets
I rue this day
No more losing the war, karen.
No more losing the war.
Got me all frustrated
In an old-fashioned way.
Easy does it, rider
I've had a long, long day
No more losing the war, karen.
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Somebody stop her, the lifter, the runner
The girl with the gold in her mouth
They caught her at london, waterloo station
Strung up on a ferris wheel
She used to lose pageants, pick of the litter
The newspapers screamed from their racks
Pictures at seven, nineteen-eighty-something
The waltz on her father's shoes
No more losing the war, karen.
But i really knew her in an after-pub closing way
Falling down, crawling drunk
Laughing like children with sugared-up gullets
I rue this day
No more losing the war, karen.
No more losing the war.
Got me all frustrated
In an old-fashioned way.
Easy does it, rider
I've had a long, long day
No more losing the war, karen.
The girl with the gold in her mouth
They caught her at london, waterloo station
Strung up on a ferris wheel
She used to lose pageants, pick of the litter
The newspapers screamed from their racks
Pictures at seven, nineteen-eighty-something
The waltz on her father's shoes
No more losing the war, karen.
But i really knew her in an after-pub closing way
Falling down, crawling drunk
Laughing like children with sugared-up gullets
I rue this day
No more losing the war, karen.
No more losing the war.
Got me all frustrated
In an old-fashioned way.
Easy does it, rider
I've had a long, long day
No more losing the war, karen.
Writer: CONNER MOLANDER, DEVON PORTIELJE, DYLAN PHILLIPS
Copyright: Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.