Interlude chilinism Lyrics by Fall, The

Interlude chilinism Lyrics

    The chiselers
    He is desperate
    Passed on
    The 9th richest, bar none
    The chiselers

    He is short
    They are short
    The stones are short
    Mr grumbly, with a white ferrari, is short
    Giving you hard looks

    In the long long yeltsin days
    Get in touch
    They're skint
    Relocation due for the chiseler

    Dry hump, in the hip club

    Chiseler, chiseler, you're a godamn chiseler
    Internet

    The chiselers

    He is desperate
    They are desparate
    One mad, bad, one mad
    The arab in

    Chiselers
    He is short
    Pink floyd are short
    (internet)

    9th richest country in the world bar none

    Dry hump, in the hip club

    Basically
    Chiselers
    Chiselers
    Chiselers

    Dry hump, in the hip club

    I try to think like you do
    Act like you do
    Try to dress like you do
    I thought i was you

    Now you turn around
    Point your finger at me
    Say i'm chilinist
    You think i'm the pits

    The chiselers are here
    And when they appear
    You know i'll disappear again
    The chisellers are there
    And everywhere
    And now i'll never come here again

    I think like you do
    I act like you do
    I thought i was you

    I need no persuasion
    You know what to say
    The process is clear
    You are not happy

    I try to think like you do
    Dress like you do
    I thought i was you

    Chiseler!

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