Tekster: Marianne Faithfull. Irony.

The ones you want don't ever call
And at he same time the others that call
Are the ones you fear seeing at all.

Irony, irony
Irony, irony.

Things aren't meant to be this clear
It's not what you want, it's something you fear
A silk screened image and nothing too clear.

Irony, irony
Irony, irony.

At least you know which way to throw your chances

Stop listening to the lmusic for your silent dances
And don't blame me for my non-political stances.

Irony, irony
Irony, irony.

At least you know which way to throw your chances
Stop listening to the lmusic for your silent dances
And don't blame me for my non-political stances.

Irony, irony
Irony, irony.