Songtexte: National, The. Mr. November.

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This is nothing like it was in my room

In my best clothes

Trying to think of you

This is nothing like it was in my room

In my best clothes



The English are waiting

And I don't know what to do

In my best clothes

This is when I need you



The English are waiting

And I don't know what to do

In my best clothes



I'm the new blue blood, I'm the great white hope

I'm the new blue blood



I won't fuck us over, I'm Mr. November

I'm Mr. November, I won't fuck us over

[repeat]



I wish that I believed in fate

I wish I didn't sleep so late

I used to be carried in the arms of cheerleaders

[repeat]



I'm the new blue blood, I'm the great white hope

I'm the new blue blood



I won't fuck us over, I'm Mr. November

I'm Mr. November, I won't fuck us over

[repeat]



I wish that I believed in fate

I wish I didn't sleep so late

I used to be carried in the arms of cheerleaders

[repeat]



I'm the new blue blood, I'm the great white hope

I'm the new blue blood

I won't fuck us over, I'm Mr. November

I'm Mr. November, I won't fuck us over