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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sting
Bass Guitar
London Session Orchestra
Orchestra
Gavyn Wright
Leader
Dave Hartley
Orchestra
Dominic Miller
Guitar
Chris Botti
Trumpet
Vinnie Colaiuta
Drums
Kipper
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sting
Songwriter
Dave Hartley
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sting
Producer
Kipper
Producer
Geoff Foster
Strings Engineer
Kipper Eldridge
Producer
Neil Dorfsman
Recording Engineer
Simon Osborne
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I sat down and wrote this letter
Tellin' you that I felt better
Since you've gone and I was free
I'm so happy
I have so little time to spare now
I'm wanted almost everywhere now
I make out like Casanova
Friends are always comin' over
I signed my name as if I meant it
And seal it with a kiss and sent it
The letter had improved my mood
Happy in my solitude
But halfway home I changed my tune
And when I saw my lonely room
The mirror caught my eye
When I sit down I cry
[Verse 2]
Big lie, small world
It was a big lie, small world
[Verse 3]
I had to intercept that letter
Telling you that I was better
I raced to catch the postman's van
He was leaving as I ran
I missed the bus, I missed the train
I end up walking in the rain
Big dog chased me down the street
I hadn't had a bite to eat
Feeling sorry for myself
And wishing I was someone else
I walked across the city
'Cause I couldn't stand your pity
[Verse 4]
Big lie, small world
It was a big lie, small world
[Verse 5]
The place you live looks opulent
And obviously a higher rent
Than our cosy little room
I had this sense of doom
The landlord says you're out of town
That your new boyfriend's always around
The hour was getting late
So I sit down and wait
Here's the postman with my letter
Coming down the path, he better
Give that thing to me
I have to make him see
Begging doesn't do the trick
He thinks that I'm a lunatic
And then who comes upon the scene
But your new boyfriend Mr. Clean
I hit the postman, hit your lover
Grabbed the letter, ran for cover
The police arrived in time for tea
Said they'd like to question me
But I can only curse my fate
I have to face the magistrate
It hasn't been the best of days
I'd like to fly away
[Verse 6]
Big lie, small world
Big lie, small world
It was a big lie, small world
Big lie, small world
Written by: Sting