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Petty-Bourgeois
Oh what a commotion, bodies in the street Snipers in the yard, Jiminy cricket Everyone's at large bucket and a spade Baling
Oh what a commotion, bruisers on the beat Policemen on the prowl, stickety wicket Oh what a drag, everyone's at sea Whaling
Give us a hint or a clue Where do we start from And where do we go to Give us a light in the cold Merlin our fortune be told
Sentimental memories won't do In nineteen eighty two When we will crawl like lice Beneath a blade of hate (Not nice)
And you my friend will feel like in a zoo Hey monkey, is it true? And I won't know, not I 'Cause you'll be me, uh, uh, and I'll be you
Buh, buh, uhup, bu, hup Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Talkin' 'bout disaster
'Cauliflower, turnip peels Rotten eggs and spew Old tin cans and bottle tops And cabbage, plastic glue Poka mola soft soapola choca rocka stew
Mix'em up and melt them down So there's your little clue, look out Sunny disaster, sunny disaster
Disaster can be fun If you give up lettuce Give up smell touch Sunday lunch
Disaster can be nice If you give up breathing Give up hope, T.V. And the radio
Disaster can be very nice If you simply live like lice Disaster can be very nice (Sunny disaster)
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