Paint Work Lyrics by Fall, The

Paint Work Lyrics

    We go two, twice all the way round those things
    Two high ones, two low ones, yeah
    Right man

    Man stopped us at corner
    He had a bloody nose
    And then he opened his denim jacket
    It was under his vest made out of tracing paper
    Chest scars portrayed aztec life in his horrible...

    ...formation really late. main sequence stars were no good for making carbon in this way. red giant stars...

    ...[surplayed].
    Disfigured in a lady, tedious
    Was over accountant's and on business
    Then i woke up and i decided to recommence my diary
    Then i read paula yates on vision cokeheads
    Then i found out we were not going to italy
    Later mam said 'those continentals are little monkeys'
    And yesterday we has liver and sausage over

    And sometimes they say 'hey mark you're spoiling all the paintwork'
    And sometimes they say 'your thumbprints are on the paintwork'

    Distractors, post-doctors behind come in
    Dressed in suits, grow talons
    Everyone clenched plaits horror

    And sometimes they say...

    And sometimes i feel like saying
    This is bloody newark
    Or some drive-in slap place
    In breda and in cologne
    With the shirt [on/off]
    Sun in vicinity
    As if i hadn't done 10 month's service
    In the usa
    On media guts
    [it circles is] where i start

    And sometimes they say...

    And i think
    If i'd wanted to live in holland
    And if i'd wanted to be lived in
    I'd have packed up and pissed off
    When i was 16
    A [swiss good ass/as/at] this lousy business
    Was the last thing i was ever imagining

    Hey mark, why can't i live in england?

    [the end of shoes, all warehouse shoe/you've got
    Cheap new one, the target is too yahoo
    And take over all the desparate
    I'll take over discussion and
    ....humanely regular colours over...
    ...engineered oxidate zeppelin
    Old world style, old man only juke box caught
    All power jets on....spectacular facets]

    And sometimes they say....
    Hey, you're fucking up the paintwork

    What is this thing they're so hard-assed about?

    I thought i lived in england

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