A Wolf at the Door Lyrics
February 25, 2008 by admin
Filed under Hail To The Thief Lyrics
Drag him out your window
Dragging out the dead
Singing I miss you
Snakes and ladders flip the lid
Out pops the cracker
Smacks you in the head
Knifes you in the neck
Kicks you in the teeth
Steel toe caps
Takes all your credit cards
Get up get the gunge
Get the eggs
Get the flan in the face
The flan in the face
The flan in the face
Dance you fucker dance you fucker
Don’t you dare
Don’t you dare
Don’t you flan in the face
Take it with the love its given
Take it with a pinch of salt
Take it to the taxman
Let me back
Let me back
I promise to be good
Don’t look in the mirror at the face you don’t recognize
Help me, call the doctor, put me inside
Put me inside
Put me inside
Put me inside
Put me inside
I keep the wolf from the door
But he calls me up
Calls me on the phone
Tells me all the ways that he’s gonna mess me up
Steal all my children if I don’t pay the ransom
And I’ll never see them again if I squeal to the cops. . . .
Walking like giant cranes
And with my X-ray eyes I strip you naked
in a tight little world
and are you on the list?
Stepford wives who are we to complain?
Investments and dealers
Investments and dealers
Cold wives and mistresses
Cold wives and Sunday papers
City boys in First Class don’t know we’re born little
Someone else is gonna come and clean it up
Born and raised for the job
Someone always does
I wish you’d get up get over
get up, get over and turn your tape off
I keep the wolf from the door
But he calls me up
Calls me on the phone
Tells me all the ways that he’s gonna mess me up
Steal all my children if I don’t pay the ransom
And I’ll never see them again if I squeal to the cops
So I just go ooh ooh ooh ooh
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Scatterbrain Lyrics
February 25, 2008 by admin
Filed under Hail To The Thief Lyrics
i’m walking out in a force ten gale
birds thrown around, bullets for hail
the roof is pulling off by its fingernails
your voice is rattlin’ on my window sill
yesterday’s headlines blown by the wind
yesterday’s people end up scatterbrain
any fool can easy pick a hole i only wish i could fall in
a moving target in a firing range
somewhere i’m not
scatterbrain
somewhere i’m not
scatterbrain
lightning fuse, powercut
scatterbrain
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Myxomatosis Lyrics
February 25, 2008 by admin
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the mongrel cat came home
holding half a head
proceeded to show it off
to all his new found friends
he said “I’ve been where I like”
“I’ve slept with who I liked”
“she ate me up for breakfast”
“she screwed me in a vice”
“but now
I don’t know why I
feel so tongue-tied”
I sat in the cupboard
and wrote it down in neat
they were cheering and waving
cheering and waving
twitching and a-salivating like with myxomatosis
but it got edited fucked up
strangled beaten up
used in a photo in Time magazine
buried in a burning black hole in Devon
I don’t know why I
feel so tongue-tied
don’t know why
I feel
so skinned alive.
my thoughts are misguided and a little naive
I twitch and I salivate like with myxomatosis
you should put me in a home or you should put me down
I got myxomatosis
I got myxomatosis
yeah no one likes a smartarse but we all like stars
that wasn’t my intention (tension), I did it for a reason (treason)
it must have got mixed up
strangled beaten up
I got myxomatosis
I got myxomatosis
I don’t know why I
feel so tongue-tied
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A Punch-up at the Wedding Lyrics
February 25, 2008 by admin
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no x42
i don’t know why you bother
nothing’s ever good enough for you.
(by the way) i was there and it wasn’t like that.
you’ve come here just to start a fight
you had to piss on our parade
you had to shred our big day
you had to ruin it for all concerned
in a drunken punch-up at a wedding
yeah
hypocrite opportunist
don’t infect me with your poison
a bully in a china shop
when i turn ‘round you stay frozen to the spot
you had the pointless snide remarks
of hammerheaded sharks
the pot will call the kettle black
it’s a drunken punch-up at a wedding yeah
oh no no


