Fall – Slang King lyrics

You feel depressed 'cause you've missed the day Then you have to go to the hall Whip wire Whip wire Hawk man Slip down easy Don't make me a go-between This is Mr. and Mrs. Smith To whom you are speaking Slang King Words from a cheap man Part-paid type who got his style From a press treatise Two pound fifty Bottle of Brut and nausea Magazine It's no longer a journey down the road for him It is now escape route Bright, turn off sign Swing, fourteen, turns off, between Swingo greets lime green receptionist All here is ace, All here is ace, All here is ace Escape route Caca-phony Slang King Swoop swoop Foll media krieg, for his honor's binge During his Scandinavian stint He said hi to Horst, the viking Hi Lo-l-lord Swingo At his triumphant procession Down the road of quease Dropping off, he stopped At a British shop Swoop scoop Slang King At a British shop Take it down easy During a lull in his attack Three little girls with only 50 pence Had to take, had to put The Curly Wurly back Swoop swoop, scoop scoop Slip down easy Slip away at court or him and his bloody mother We'll go together Sugar down Slip down easy Hyper! Slang King Watch, the word had right Biz by word processor We'll go together, slip down down away Hyper, with the young designers The young designers are always there Always wanted to be there Slip down, caca-phony Whip wire, whip wire Slip down easy, sugar Slip down easy, sugar Slip down away, sugar Hawkman, whip wire, whip wire Slang King Explain Request ×

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