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Eat Yself Fitter - текст песни



Eat Y'self Fitter


I'm in the furniture trade


Got a new job today


I'll stick the cretin


On the number-three lathe


Went down the town


To a HM club


Sign of the cross


A couple well-dressed


They looked at my coat


They looked at my hair


An Easy Rider coot


Grabbed the edge of my coat


Said: 'You're too smart for here'


I said: 'I'll see the manager'


He was the manager


Eat y'self fitter


Up the stairs mister


Eat y'self fitter


Analytics have got


My type worked out


Analytics on me


The poison render


I grope about


And when I go out


My mind splits


My eyes doth hurt


The musical chairs


Have been swallowed up


By a cuddly group


Who land and rub off


Hoping that


Whatever it is


Will land and drop off


I met a hero of mine


I shook his hand


Trapped in the door


Felt a fool, I tell ya


Charmed to meet ya


Eat y'self fitter


Up the stairs mister


Eat y'self fitter


Became a recluse


And bought a computer


Set it up in the home


Elusive big one


On the screen


Saw the Holy Ghost, I swear


On the screen


Where's the cursor?


Where's the eraser?


Where's the cursor?


Where's the eraser?


G-O-H-O-H-O-I-O


G-O-H-O-H-O-I-O


G-O-H-O-H-O-I-O


H-O-I-O-G-O-H-O


What's a computer?


Eat y'self fitter


What's a computer?


Eat y'self fitter


The Kavanagh scene


South of France


Plush velvet


Aback! Aback!


Aback! Aback!


Levis Fridays


Greek holidays


Barratt heritance X 3


Victim! X3


Don't wanna be a victim! X4


Pick the fleas mister


Eat y'self fitter


Eat y'self fitter?


Eat y'self fitter


Who tells you what


To tape on your vid. shit


How do you know the progs you miss


Are worse than those you single out?


And what'll you do when the rental's up?


And your bottom rack is full of vids


Of programs you will ne'er look at


The way they act is, oh, sheer delight


Cardboard copyright


Make it right


Panic in Sudan


Panic in Wardour


Panic in Granadaland


Panic all over


By the wretched times, Jesus


Of my delight


One starry night


The powers that be will have to meet


And have no choice but to...


Eat each other


Eat y'self fitter


Eat each other?


Eat y'self fitter


(Eat y'self fitter)


Properly and with good grace


The secret straight-back ogre entered


His brain a flame


With all the dreams


It had conjured X3


It had conjured a victim


Don't wanna be a victim X4


The centimeter square


Eat y'self fitter


Said it purged fear


Eat y'self fitter


(Eat y'self fitter)



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