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plushandplastix
PLUSH AND PLASTIX lyrics
i am serious
i'm serious so serious its verging on the ridiculous activities autonomous complete a task and i'll tick your box it's a theory test - intermediate all the rules are bent but they are for your best i'm serious no fooling you
you can't save me now lord help me out old training ground stuck in the head you can't train me up i read the book i make it up off the top of my head
i'm serious you humanoids i've lost my sense of humour boys i've taken all these rules to heart i swapped my soul for a graph and a chart climb over you - a friend or two promote me where i might be going to i'm serious now i'm the boss!
wohohohoho humma na nah hummana yummana ))
Humans
maybe you only get one take take it over and over and over again ten takes 'Tunny' waking up from a dream in a dream,in a dream is a dream within a dream? old regime got me bled like a pig like a pig in a pen is the pen stronger that a gun give one (or two) fingers to the meat machine mash you up like a sausage and spew you back out again
i'm settled in my mind 'cause i can't settle the score i'm coming around from a dream i was in before
long live the humans!
21st century schizoid pleb
i've had a scare of lately it's doing me in the voice in the radio couldn't tune in i put on my wellybobs (yorkshire for wellington boots..) gardening gloves ready to venture out pruning my shrubs two minutes later i'm stood in a trench network of tunnels with re-inforced lead in my confusion i realised then, i'd accidentally armored my shed
i'm gonna hold out in my armoured shed guns on a turret 6 ft 6 fence stand on my patio i'll blow off your head 21st century mamamamamamamamaamaaaaaa!!
bought me a palette of value beans power the lights on lower intestines lavatory tube self sufficiency one man one shed and an armory has it been days,weeks or maybe a year? i couldn't care less 'cause i'm safer in here up periscope in the hole in the lid one man army in my armored shed
21st century schizoid pleb don't fuck about i've got an armored shed
my armored shed!!!!
gelatine
there is a veil fallen down over me and over thee all the red mist sets like a strawberry hartley's jelly ( a well known brand over here) open your drawers hand to me cutlery eat the jelly it's quite healthy that gelatine
to make a trifle you 1st need a sponge you see custard, fresh cream and as we soak it all up we're too blind to see the tyranee open your minds you can set your arse free
eat that jelly it's not solid
that gelatine it's alcohol its alcatraz its alka seltza its al qaeda its allapecia its altzheimas disease it's alton towers its all the media it's alchemy
precipice
gone tomorrow here today yesterday was always in my head one for sorrow two for joy clock gears like a wind up toy how long did that second last? how long did that third one pass away? in my mind i measure it but those increments dont seem to stay the same the same
hour glasses grains of dust still moving slowly as they rest slow motion there is no still life a polaroid fading over time i was once that little boy once again i'm gonna convalesce stretched over that river flowing bridged over the precipice
wormhole
take me down pull me down lead me to my gravestone rain opens up a fir cone and you know the storm waits for the walk home
take me down pull me down link into my brainstorm it opens up a portal and you know the storm is for the war come
take me down pull me down lead me to a bravestar he opens up a wormhole and you know the star waits for the warp
we make the choices
keep your heads down and your voices dont make noises we make the choices its for your benefit its to keep you fit keep your work on till you're broken
i want to retire! i dont want to die here!!
60billion dollar man
come and take a ride on the bendy bus come into the future - hover cars city of the future - visualise look into the future use your mind
2010
i can see the future in your eyes powered by the future electrified personal computers, they signal us tell us theyve prepared us a future breakfast FUTURE TOAST!!
i am the electric citizen i'm a 60 billion dollar man
meaty tasty plates of electricity boiiiiing!
wholly jeebus
ho hey ho we're ruff we;re tuff we're basically new kids on the block haha
umpa lumpa doopity doo morals and dogma orders and rules watching with mother muppets and mules we're all reduced boiled bubbled and stewed what do you get from the bbc? strobelights in your eyes sent to terrorize thee children are sharks stalking floods in the streets frogmen with webcams demanding I.D supposedly,
Granddad's got shank he's off to aldi taking a tank what did he get when he opened 'The Sun'? a huge british bulldog tattood on his rectum umpa lumpa doopitee dee if you arfe wise dont listen to me you could live in happiness too like those beckhams and the windsors do
holy jeebus i am the monkey im not a believer in dogma or morons holy mo jamma mind bending yo mother induced paranoi- apples people destroyer
if i was a rich man i would build me a citadel tell all those gaffers to go fuck themselves if i was a rich man id lose all the worries in the world if i was a wealthy girl wooo!
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