The Ballad Of The Decomposing
Inglés

Letra de The Ballad Of The Decomposing

ÁlbumSpectral Mornings
Año1979
GéneroProgressivo
Duración6:30
Idioma originalInglés
Vistas258
AaLectura
Tamaño 18

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In a very large factory I belong And I work the night shift all week long Freddy on a chainsaw lost his feet Thinking 'bout a blonde he'll never meet Tried to take his life again the other week Keep your chin up, haven't a care 'ave you? Just join the party, allegiance I swear What's the matter with Arthur Royal I'll go and top up his batteries and check the oil Arthur blew a fuse two days ago, Set himself alight, you didn't know Nearly burnt us down the twit just had to go Take your chances, live on hot air Chance of promotion, I'll take that chair Dreaming of golden sands and palm trees I said file these quickly and then staple these Get yourself altered undo the seam, get back just In time for tea (and don't be late mind) Nobody's perfect least of all me Married the job at age 23 Just keep my nose clean egg chips and beans I'm always full of steam (I could never go to Butlins But I did manage to go to Majorca once Wish I hadn't bothered Past the entrance, by-way to all my sins Who are all these people in my office, anyway? Who are they? Where do they come from, do you know them

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