The Fall - W.M.C. - Blob 59 Lyrics

Right we'll go here where is he?
Just been to the park not the pub, the park
Go on

We too do not recognise the MU
We come with our hands open in fiendship
We can lead you to
Proletarian visions of posterity wMC!
(The social alternative was
Incredibly frequent)

We come with our hands open in fiendship
We can lead you to
Proletarian visions of posterity
We merely make cabaret
We are on Gramme Friday