歌曲 | Thy Damnation Slumbereth Not |
歌手 | Half Man Half Biscuit |
专辑 | Cammell Laird Social Club |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
I’m gonna grab myself an industry insider mask and blag my way | |
Into the after show | |
I wanna get in amongst the baying hordes of resting actors | |
Who’ve just got back from visiting Nairobi slums for Comic Relief | |
And now they’re going to spend the next six weeks sitting in the vestibule | |
Waiting for the Farm Foods phone call | |
The Farm Foods phone call | |
I’m going to be apprehended by some mandatory galoot with a handheld camera | |
Who will point it in my face and say: “Who are you, and what do you do?” | |
And I’ll say “I’m a counterblast to Agnosticism, how do you do” | |
And he’ll go away immediately | |
I wanna meet Howard Marks if I can but they say that I can’t | |
I need four different wrist bands | |
Follow me oh follow | |
Down to the hollow | |
And there we will wallow | |
There’s a BritPop refugee | |
Walking up to me | |
And his face is hollow from seasons of disappointment | |
And he starts blathering on about his latest project | |
Already being dismissed by the most unlikeliest of cable stations | |
It’s a dot com sitcom | |
About a hip hop chip shop | |
Chatto and Windus sitting in a tree | |
D-I-S-S-I-N-G | |
Keith Allen’s autobiography | |
I’m just trying to break the drudgery of the downstairs maid | |
I’m just trying to write the sort of tune you can maybe hum while waiting for your lover on a railway platform | |
I wanna meet Howard Marks if I can but they say that I can’t | |
Follow me oh follow | |
Down to the hollow | |
And there we will wallow | |
I want to perch myself halfway up a metal staircase with the Polydor girls | |
And talk about meerkats | |
And come out with statements like: | |
“Well of course music these days is the slave of mammon and as a result | |
It has become corrupt and shallow | |
Its real essence is industry | |
Its moral purpose is the acquisition of money | |
Its aesthetic pretext is the entertainment of those who are bored | |
And yes we’re really excited about going back in to the studio | |
Hotly tipped, highly anticipated and slated for release” | |
I wanna meet Howard Marks if I can but they say that I can’t | |
He’s talking to Ian Broudie | |
And come four o’clock | |
If I’m still on my feet | |
There’s a bloke over there | |
Who said I could meet… | |
Ken Livingstone | |
Well I’m just a primitive creature of the heath so excuse my savage ignorance | |
But if I’m still on my feet at four o’clock | |
I’ll be stealing the lead off the roof | |
Follow me oh follow | |
Down to the hollow | |
And there we will wallow | |
Stealing the lead off the roof | |
Stealing the lead off the roof | |
Stealing the lead off the roof | |
Stealing the lead off the roof | |
Come saddle my milk white steed | |
I’ve seen much more than I need | |
And I know that you won’t heed the call | |
So I sprayed it on to the wall | |
Thy damnation, slumbereth not | |
Thy damnation, slumbereth not | |
Thy damnation, slumbereth not | |
Thy damnation, slumbereth not |
I' m gonna grab myself an industry insider mask and blag my way | |
Into the after show | |
I wanna get in amongst the baying hordes of resting actors | |
Who' ve just got back from visiting Nairobi slums for Comic Relief | |
And now they' re going to spend the next six weeks sitting in the vestibule | |
Waiting for the Farm Foods phone call | |
The Farm Foods phone call | |
I' m going to be apprehended by some mandatory galoot with a handheld camera | |
Who will point it in my face and say: " Who are you, and what do you do?" | |
And I' ll say " I' m a counterblast to Agnosticism, how do you do" | |
And he' ll go away immediately | |
I wanna meet Howard Marks if I can but they say that I can' t | |
I need four different wrist bands | |
Follow me oh follow | |
Down to the hollow | |
And there we will wallow | |
There' s a BritPop refugee | |
Walking up to me | |
And his face is hollow from seasons of disappointment | |
And he starts blathering on about his latest project | |
Already being dismissed by the most unlikeliest of cable stations | |
It' s a dot com sitcom | |
About a hip hop chip shop | |
Chatto and Windus sitting in a tree | |
DISSING | |
Keith Allen' s autobiography | |
I' m just trying to break the drudgery of the downstairs maid | |
I' m just trying to write the sort of tune you can maybe hum while waiting for your lover on a railway platform | |
I wanna meet Howard Marks if I can but they say that I can' t | |
Follow me oh follow | |
Down to the hollow | |
And there we will wallow | |
I want to perch myself halfway up a metal staircase with the Polydor girls | |
And talk about meerkats | |
And come out with statements like: | |
" Well of course music these days is the slave of mammon and as a result | |
It has become corrupt and shallow | |
Its real essence is industry | |
Its moral purpose is the acquisition of money | |
Its aesthetic pretext is the entertainment of those who are bored | |
And yes we' re really excited about going back in to the studio | |
Hotly tipped, highly anticipated and slated for release" | |
I wanna meet Howard Marks if I can but they say that I can' t | |
He' s talking to Ian Broudie | |
And come four o' clock | |
If I' m still on my feet | |
There' s a bloke over there | |
Who said I could meet | |
Ken Livingstone | |
Well I' m just a primitive creature of the heath so excuse my savage ignorance | |
But if I' m still on my feet at four o' clock | |
I' ll be stealing the lead off the roof | |
Follow me oh follow | |
Down to the hollow | |
And there we will wallow | |
Stealing the lead off the roof | |
Stealing the lead off the roof | |
Stealing the lead off the roof | |
Stealing the lead off the roof | |
Come saddle my milk white steed | |
I' ve seen much more than I need | |
And I know that you won' t heed the call | |
So I sprayed it on to the wall | |
Thy damnation, slumbereth not | |
Thy damnation, slumbereth not | |
Thy damnation, slumbereth not | |
Thy damnation, slumbereth not |
I' m gonna grab myself an industry insider mask and blag my way | |
Into the after show | |
I wanna get in amongst the baying hordes of resting actors | |
Who' ve just got back from visiting Nairobi slums for Comic Relief | |
And now they' re going to spend the next six weeks sitting in the vestibule | |
Waiting for the Farm Foods phone call | |
The Farm Foods phone call | |
I' m going to be apprehended by some mandatory galoot with a handheld camera | |
Who will point it in my face and say: " Who are you, and what do you do?" | |
And I' ll say " I' m a counterblast to Agnosticism, how do you do" | |
And he' ll go away immediately | |
I wanna meet Howard Marks if I can but they say that I can' t | |
I need four different wrist bands | |
Follow me oh follow | |
Down to the hollow | |
And there we will wallow | |
There' s a BritPop refugee | |
Walking up to me | |
And his face is hollow from seasons of disappointment | |
And he starts blathering on about his latest project | |
Already being dismissed by the most unlikeliest of cable stations | |
It' s a dot com sitcom | |
About a hip hop chip shop | |
Chatto and Windus sitting in a tree | |
DISSING | |
Keith Allen' s autobiography | |
I' m just trying to break the drudgery of the downstairs maid | |
I' m just trying to write the sort of tune you can maybe hum while waiting for your lover on a railway platform | |
I wanna meet Howard Marks if I can but they say that I can' t | |
Follow me oh follow | |
Down to the hollow | |
And there we will wallow | |
I want to perch myself halfway up a metal staircase with the Polydor girls | |
And talk about meerkats | |
And come out with statements like: | |
" Well of course music these days is the slave of mammon and as a result | |
It has become corrupt and shallow | |
Its real essence is industry | |
Its moral purpose is the acquisition of money | |
Its aesthetic pretext is the entertainment of those who are bored | |
And yes we' re really excited about going back in to the studio | |
Hotly tipped, highly anticipated and slated for release" | |
I wanna meet Howard Marks if I can but they say that I can' t | |
He' s talking to Ian Broudie | |
And come four o' clock | |
If I' m still on my feet | |
There' s a bloke over there | |
Who said I could meet | |
Ken Livingstone | |
Well I' m just a primitive creature of the heath so excuse my savage ignorance | |
But if I' m still on my feet at four o' clock | |
I' ll be stealing the lead off the roof | |
Follow me oh follow | |
Down to the hollow | |
And there we will wallow | |
Stealing the lead off the roof | |
Stealing the lead off the roof | |
Stealing the lead off the roof | |
Stealing the lead off the roof | |
Come saddle my milk white steed | |
I' ve seen much more than I need | |
And I know that you won' t heed the call | |
So I sprayed it on to the wall | |
Thy damnation, slumbereth not | |
Thy damnation, slumbereth not | |
Thy damnation, slumbereth not | |
Thy damnation, slumbereth not |