Fall - Printhead Lyrics
Hey badges tinkleT-shirts mingleHey you horror-face!Im a printheadI go to piecesIm a printheadI go to pieces yeahEnd of catch-lineEnd of hook-lineWe had a two pageIts what we neededIm an ill headMy face increasesHow my head increasesReal problems, bizSo how is it, yeahThat Ive reached hereI thought this gameWould do me goodHow could printed vinyl bring you out to here?We laughed with themWhen it was take-the-piss timeIm no eggheadBut Im an ex-worker manW.c.-hero friend - and not water closet!Theres a barrier between writer and singerUh-huh hes a good manAlthough a lazy oneThe singer is a neurotic drinkerThe band little more than a big crashing beat.Instruments collide and we all get drunkThe last two linesWere a quote, yeahWhen we read themWe went to piecesWe went to pieces, yeahWe went to pieces, yeahRegularlyOne day a weekIm a printhead, yeahTwenty pence a weekDirty fingersPrinthead x 3With print you substitute an earFor an extra useless eye
