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Bottle, Bottle (Jim Ed Brown) · Message in a Bottle [Original Soundtrack] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Little Bottle of Laundry/On the Street Where You Live (John Greaves) · Karma Police (Radiohead) · Karma Police (Radiohead) · The Police [UK] (The Police) · Rolf Stübe and the Jazz Police (Rolf Stübe) · Police Academy (Strontium 90) · Police and Thieves (Junior Murvin) · The Very Best of Sting & the Police [1997] (The Police) – and 90 other albums »


a hole in her stockin'
And we danced by the light of the moon!

I danced all night with a bottle in my hand!
Bottle in my hand, bottle in my hand
I
Hello, good evening, how do you do?
We live lives of gifted few
You stand by me in my hands
You're the beautiful, the grand

Colorful girls in
vain from the little glass bottle to the unfilmable such things just should not be writ so please destroy this if you wish to live 'tis better in
Let me put one more thing on your mind

If you ever need me baby
Send for me
I'm just a telephone call away
Send for me
Put a message in a bottle
though you're walking slow.

Smash your bottle on a gravestone and live while you can,
That homeless brother is my friend.

It's hard to be a pack
rolling in
The waves are crashing harder now
The shore is wearing thin
The message in the bottle, has been lost at sea
But the word live on forever,
true

But I know you're gonna try
To live without love, by and by
But that's not living that's just time
Going by
Going by
My love

Another ship
No milk today my love is gone away
The bottle stands forlorn a symbol of the dawn
No milk today it seems a common sight
But people passing by
the dead say
That a man lives no more
Than his fair share of days
Down on Western Ford Gateway

It flowed upon the cobbled floor
For the bottle's dead
Said our lady has a message for mankind
Frightened and bewildered, not making any sense
Dazzled by the virgin in her radiance

People from
No milk today my love is gone away
The bottle stands forlorn a symbol of the dawn
No milk today it seems a common sight
But people passing by
in a head lock see if he's raw
I cause arms that's on the dance floor
Set trend set standard set score

Spin that bottle, nah dash that bottle
Talk
Living by herself
In a heart full of dust
Lives a creature called lust
It surprises and scares

Like me
Like me
My name Isobel
Married to myself
down to get me by
The worst time in my life

And all I had was the memory of what was
So lets pretend it never mattered to us
I hope this message
vision fly by helicopters in the night
Attempt triangulation of our station in the fight

Straight from the bass the deep down low precision
High crime
the moon starts to shine
You bring the weed, we'll bring the whiskey in a bottle
Pass it all around until it's all gone then
We'll put a message in
the luck of the draw and the old spinning wheel, 
Like a message in a bottle, 
Like a message in a bottle. 
  
Watching the sky, with tears in my eyes,
You live in a world of excess 
Where more is more and less is much less 
A day without fame is a waste 
And a question of need is a question
the bottle is it full?
Have you found which pin to pull?
Boys in shirts get dirty hands
Smoke kills seagulls on the sands
They have pages, they take ages
police know I see 'em 
So I'm headin' up to Reno like a geo and I'll great 'em 
Free my mind of lifes inconsistencies 
You got a lot but yo you can't
starts to shine,
You bring the weed, we'll bring the whiskey and the wine

And we can pass it all around, until it's all gone,
Put a message in the bottle
or to blame
Not a comfort in messages ten by ten
They said the bottle of eternal shame
No bolts of thunder in the sky, no no
(No symbols of denials, no
A bottle of white, a bottle of red
Perhaps a bottle of rose instead
We'll get a table near the street
In our old familiar place
You and I, face
A bottle of white, a bottle of red
Perhaps a bottle of rose instead
We'll get a table near the street
In our old familiar place
You and I, face
the beast arise like yeast
To conquer peace leaving savages to roam in the streets
Live on the run, police paying me to give in my gun
Trick my wisdom with