George Harrison - Blood From A Clone Lyrics
They say they like it, now, but in the market itMay not go well as its too laid back.You need some oomph-papa, nothing likeFrank zappaAnd not new wave they dont play that crapTyr beating your head on a brick wallHard like a stoneDont have time for the musicThey want the blood from a cloneI hear a clock tickingI feel the nitpickingI almost quit kicking at the wallThere seems a confusion, under the illusionThat they know just what will suit you allBeating my head on a brick wallHard like a stoneAint got time for the musicThey want the blood from a cloneThere is no sense to itPure pounds and pence to itTheyre so intense too makes me amazedDont want no music but, theyre making youSick withSome awful noises that may get playedBy beating their heads on a brick wallHard like a stoneAint no messing round with musicGive them the blood from a cloneWhere will it all lead usI thought we had freed usFrom the mundane seems Im wrong againCould be they lack roots, theyre still wearingJack boots theyreMarching somewhere in the pouring rainBeating my head on a brick wallHard like a stoneDont have time for the musicThey want the blood from a clone
