Текст песни Fall - Idiot Joy Showland
Fall - Idiot Joy Showland слова песни
Idiot groups with no shape or formOut of their heads on a quid of blowThe shapeless kecks* flapping on the stormLook at what they are: a pack of wormsIdiot Joy ShowlandThe nylon leaves are fallingFrom the twisted shell of your craniumYour mystic jump suits cannot hideYour competitive plagiarismIdiot Joy ShowlandFreddie and the Dreamers, come on upHey you imitators, come on upHey little singer, come on upShow us your house andShow us your cockThe working class has been shaftedSo what the fuck you sneering at?Your prerogative in life it seemsIs living out an ad man`s dreamIdiot Joy ShowlandCalifornia has DisneylandAnd Blackpool has a FunlandAnd Flanders had no man`s landThis place has show bandsIdiot Joy ShowlandAnd now microcosms come and goAnd it`s amazing what they showYour sportsmen`s tears are laudanumIdiot Joy ShowlandThe locusts are all queuing inFor Idiot Joy ShowlandIdiot Joy[ Northern English slang for trousers. --Ed.]