9 years ago
More Big Birds
Lyrics
Brain replaced by something
With only the side of my nose for company
These and those, and them ones
What'd you call it?
It'll come to me
Brain replaced by something
With only the side of my nose for company
These and those, and them ones
What'd you call it?
The un-nameable
It'll come to me
Trapped, inside a head
In control in the kitchen area
I run a tight ship
Spatula pot and crumb tray
A wipeable place
A greaseproof type of thing
Da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da
Green food, brown food
Brain replaced by something
These and those, and them ones
A floating dumpling, baggy eyes
I run a tight ship
Helicopters circling
Kalashnikov to look forward to
It's a glam musical
Da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da
Writer(s): Florence Shaw, Lewis Maynard, Nick Buxton, Tom Dowse
Copyright(s): Lyrics © WARP MUSIC LIMITED
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