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'''The Ultimate Fling''' is the first single and second track from [[Poets of the Fall]]'s 2008 third album [[Revolution Roulette (album)|Revolution Roulette]]. The album version is called '''The Ultimate Fling - Director's Cut''', featuring an extended ending guitar solo. | '''The Ultimate Fling''' is the first single and second track from [[Poets of the Fall]]'s 2008 third album [[Revolution Roulette (album)|Revolution Roulette]]. The album version is called '''The Ultimate Fling - Director's Cut''', featuring an extended ending guitar solo. | ||
==Lyrics== | |||
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| Today, it's in the air again today, another incident that just went off | |||
No way, this time I will not take blame, its pretty obvious who needs to shut up | |||
Ashtrays filled with the fruits of our transgressions, here and there sarcasm overflows | |||
Do stay, I'll need this sitcom to be re-run till I get the gist of just how it goes | |||
What would you have me do | |||
Gimme a reason, c'mon now make my day | |||
Cos I'm out of cheeks to turn the other way | |||
Ask yourself just how lucky do you feel | |||
Somehow I've been blindsided by my own kindhearted notion of just who we are | |||
No doubt we'd have collided anyway with me indicted and you raising alarm | |||
First round I'll take my bows into my corner take my vows, regroup and run back again | |||
Bloodhound and of no better pedigree than what you see so you could not offend | |||
Did I act like a fool cos I didn't know what to do | |||
When you gave me just a little bit more than I bargained for | |||
A little too much in my hands when my hands are tied | |||
It's the ultimate fling to go frolicking | |||
Licking the muck from the soles of the boots of your pride | |||
Everytime you lied | |||
Gimme a reason, c'mon now make my day | |||
Spoken my pleas now someone's gotta pay | |||
Ask yourself just how lucky do you feel | |||
Can you gimme a reason, movin' into grey | |||
Something I can hold on to at the end of the day | |||
Cos I can't move on till I know what's the deal | |||
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| "The Ultimate Fling" | ||||
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| Single by Poets of the Fall | ||||
| from the album Carnival of Rust | ||||
| Released | February 6, 2008 | |||
| Length | 2:59 (Producer's Cut) 6:55 (Director's Cut) | |||
| Label | Insomniac | |||
| BPM | 103 | |||
| Key | C♯/D♭ (Director's Cut) F♯/G♭ (Producer's Cut) | |||
| Producer(s) | Poets of the Fall | |||
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The Ultimate Fling is the first single and second track from Poets of the Fall's 2008 third album Revolution Roulette. The album version is called The Ultimate Fling - Director's Cut, featuring an extended ending guitar solo.
Lyrics
| Today, it's in the air again today, another incident that just went off
No way, this time I will not take blame, its pretty obvious who needs to shut up Ashtrays filled with the fruits of our transgressions, here and there sarcasm overflows Do stay, I'll need this sitcom to be re-run till I get the gist of just how it goes What would you have me do Gimme a reason, c'mon now make my day Cos I'm out of cheeks to turn the other way Ask yourself just how lucky do you feel Somehow I've been blindsided by my own kindhearted notion of just who we are No doubt we'd have collided anyway with me indicted and you raising alarm First round I'll take my bows into my corner take my vows, regroup and run back again Bloodhound and of no better pedigree than what you see so you could not offend Did I act like a fool cos I didn't know what to do When you gave me just a little bit more than I bargained for A little too much in my hands when my hands are tied It's the ultimate fling to go frolicking Licking the muck from the soles of the boots of your pride Everytime you lied Gimme a reason, c'mon now make my day Spoken my pleas now someone's gotta pay Ask yourself just how lucky do you feel Can you gimme a reason, movin' into grey Something I can hold on to at the end of the day Cos I can't move on till I know what's the deal |
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