...[and of course Henry the Horse] dances the...: III. Machine with Artichoke Petals?

歌詞

Backing up stories what you talk, Earls Court Nickname like the kangaroo valley From top to the bottom of the under walk Where boys fuck girls that they never will marry You're happy as Larry to dill dally Dark alleys, back from the rallies It's bullshit they say that you got no talent Well pigs fucking fly and it ain't about oil And Fox News has always been fair and balanced Do you ever feel like you want to go home? Lost in the crowd and you feel alone Do you ever feel like you want to go home? Lost in the crowd and you feel alone Dilly dally past, you're the last fast man To charge any money on your mobile phone And it's all about this, understand man We'll chat it like Dapper Dan 'Cause Dan's always talking Dan chats black, Buddy Holly ain't half of the money Of the income that he makes down monthly Through talking down on your mobile phone While kiddie paints the town With the shilling pence and pounds It's illegal to think that you ain't fucking prone To all of the bollocks that is chatting all around you Sometimes it gets in your head And you cant get away from the feeling That you're breaking on the ground Breaking up no luck, stop like some fuck Caught in a right rut, she looks like a right slut You must lust, touch 'cause you want so much You look so shook but you're just man lovestruck Do you ever feel like you want to go home? Lost in the crowd and you feel alone Do you ever feel like you want to go home? Lost in the crowd and you feel alone Do you ever feel like you want to go home? Lost in the crowd and you feel alone Do you ever feel like you want to go home? Lost in the crowd and you feel alone