You may have to rescue me
From limestone quarries, frequently
Those corporate stunt shows you attend
You'll never get asked back again, say
Hello, spinal curvature
Get used to the mirthless furniture
Now we've kissed, I written this list
I thought you ought to know
Them's the vagaries
Them's the vagaries
Them's the vagaries
Them's the vagaries
Them's the vagaries
Them's the vagaries
I'll not sit backwards on the train
I can't say I'll always flush the chain
And what I call pleasure, you may call pain
I'm talking five-day tests
Prepare to lose your dignity
As I ride to victory
Down the aisle at Tesco wearing
Nothing much at all
Songtexte(Instrumental break)
Ancient packhorse bridges we'll avoid
Marijuana bores must be destroyed..
Binmen, thin men, lexicographers
Squid yes, not so octopus
Egg sandwiches on coach trips in June?!
I simply won't be there
No way, joke shop excrement
Don't say the light show's excellent
It makes you smell like a laboratory instead of a fan of the band
Oh, flip flops, turquoise chips with apricot
Sheepskin, noseband, kids in Aldershot
You point at the pictures in the yard and you ask, "What's them things there?"
Them's the augueries
Them's the augueries
Them's the augueries
Them's the augueries
And I've been saving these
Things just for you
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