Zen Baseballbat - Over The Wall Lyrics

Underneath the bridge
In the heroin gloom
A once loved body
Gets plenty of room
In a town that begs forgiveness
Hairdressers offer no consolation
Everything is not going to be okay
Real-life jobs are getting in the way
Parties of the rich over the wall
The world won't give me back my ball
Parties of the rich over the wall
The world won't give me back my ball
Alarm bells ringing
To the tresspassers conga
Over at their house
The smell is getting stronger
Creamy dreamy things
Spread out on the lawn
Wishing for escape
Like they've never been born
Give me handshakes
Give me hugs
Give me punchlines
You pleasure-seeking thugs
Parties of the rich over the wall
The world won't give me back my ball
Parties of the rich over the wall
The world won't give me back my ball
Unsympathetic wealth is stinging
Despite Rock 'n' Roll right-wingers are singing
Bloody noses pressed against shattered glass
Summer outfits tease whilst offers last
The clear up by a shifty council
With party tricks up their sleeves
A fistful of fantasies
Won't impress these thieves
Parties of the rich over the wall
The world won't give me back my ball
Parties of the rich over the wall
The world won't give me back my ball

Underneath the bridge
In the heroin gloom
A once loved body
Gets plenty of room
In a town that begs forgiveness
Hairdressers offer no consolation
Everything is not going to be okay
Real-life jobs are getting in the way
Parties of the rich over the wall
The world won't give me back my ball
Parties of the rich over the wall
The world won't give me back my ball
Alarm bells ringing
To the tresspassers conga
Over at their house
The smell is getting stronger
Creamy dreamy things
Spread out on the lawn
Wishing for escape
Like they've never been born
Give me handshakes
Give me hugs
Give me punchlines
You pleasure-seeking thugs
Parties of the rich over the wall
The world won't give me back my ball
Parties of the rich over the wall
The world won't give me back my ball
Unsympathetic wealth is stinging
Despite Rock 'n' Roll right-wingers are singing
Bloody noses pressed against shattered glass
Summer outfits tease whilst offers last
The clear up by a shifty council
With party tricks up their sleeves
A fistful of fantasies
Won't impress these thieves
Parties of the rich over the wall
The world won't give me back my ball
Parties of the rich over the wall
The world won't give me back my ball