Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Space
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tommy Scott
Songwriter
Phil Hartley
Composer
Franny Griffiths
Composer
Lyrics
We've been beguiled
Hey Señorita, that's not blood on our hands
We've been beguiled
Hey Señorita, that's not sinking sand
Hey Señorita, it's not certain death
Let's disappear before they take a last breath, oh
We were waiting in line (we were waiting in line)
For the firing squad (for the firing squad)
White like stabbings seeping in the back
But you look so cool in the red-hot sun
With your mouth full of blood and bubblegum
With your mouth full of blood and bubblegum
We've been beguiled
Hey Señorita, we won't go through hell
We were beguiled
Hey Señorita, no we never fell
Hey Señorita, let's stick together
We can dodge the bullets forever and ever
We were waiting in line (we were waiting in line)
For the firing squad (for the firing squad)
White like stabbings seeping in the back
But you look so pretty in the red-hot sun
With your mouth full of blood and bubblegum
With your mouth full of blood and bubblegum
Hey Señorita, let's stick together
We can dodge the bullets forever and ever
We were waiting in line (we were waiting in line)
For the firing squad (for the firing squad)
White like stabbings seeping in the back
But you look so majestic in the red-hot sun
With your mouth full of blood and bubblegum
With your mouth full of blood and bubblegum
Written by: Franny Griffiths, Phil Hartley, Tommy Scott