Fall - He Pep! Lyrics
I dont want to go back anymore.I dont wanna go to work in the rain.No more toast grilled on the heater.No more of that a&r girl.And having to meet her.My personageIt writes everywhere [in race anywhere]You pep!And I stick my parker pen under my earBeneath my own carefully scruffed hair.What I wearHave to check out of moodys lairHang onHang on, leaves your bad house with meInto the room of the bass player.Why wont you go up stairs?You pep!Dont think hes dont get in slippyNorth-old-hamptonshire.I believe theres a new drug out.Its called speed I wrote a song about itConceptually a la bowie.But its been lost in the vaults of the record companyBy our managerSo instead our new 45 is girlies[eckides] on, brown tonguerYours, brattingly.Everyone says pleaseAnyway is a waste of lifeWait to say it in lancashireYou pep!You had the best summerAnd now its wearing off.No more excusesFor your traitorism.
