Sticky Fingers – Outcast At Last lyrics

I take a look inside, the parlour's empty So I ask "Is there anywhere that you'd like to go?" Is the mystic that surrounds her enema she can't control Yeah but at least that it's with me she wants to roll And if she don't, nah it will not define me Im reaching for my coat Cuz' I'm elastic, sacrifice me for a goat I don't wake up or sleep Til' the morning after tea Don't pull me out now We're the fire Let's indulge It's the mystic that surrounds her Everyone is so astounded But I'm much too busy here so I'll wish her well I'm outcast at last! Last in line at the body shop, yeah! They threw me altogether bits and bobs But Im a last on the longest out of all you lot I'm never standing still, I'm always to and fro Last in the race of a running mob They shot the gun, I wasn't ready, I was robbed But lastly of course, I almost forgot ya Cuz I'm a winner when it comes to you I don't wake up or sleep Til' the morning after tea Don't pull me out now We're the fire Let's indulge It's the mystic that surrounds her Everyone is so astounded But I'm much too busy here so I'll wish her well I'm an outcast I'm an outcast I'm an outcast I'm an outcast I'm outcast at last! Explain Request ×

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