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Viewing Lyrics for Familus Horribilus:
| | | Artist: | Pop Will Eat Itself |
| | Album: | Dos Dedos Mis Amigos | | Track: | Familus Horribilus | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 2 | | | | Lyrics: | Kick, kick, kick, kick
Kicking at the gates like I'm an urban guerrilla
And going for the
victory like the Thrilla in Manila
We're a nation of shoplifters, we're druggies, petty
crooks
It seems to be our style, we haven't horsey looks
It'll be funky, it'll be
funky yeah, it'll be funky
Queenie's feeling meanie, we've seen her get her cash
taxed
Can't hear the jeers, they fear she needs her ears waxed
Chuckie's riding bareback
but only playing polo
It's no go with the missus and now he's going solo
Charlie's
lost his marlies, he used to be a pillar
Before he got busted and lusted for Camilla
Squidgy getting fidgety at home all alone
And Gilbey, we know he'll be shortly answering the
phone
The family, the family, the family horribilus
The family, the family....
The suitors are all looters and they're closing in on Fergie
Their game was fame but now
they've got the lurgy
The family's expanding and everyone's a stand-in
A palace full of
malice as everyone is crammed in
As Lizzie's getting older, over her shoulder there's a
rival
Dizzy Di is busy sowing the seeds of survival
You wanna sow some seeds, well get on
your tractor
And get Eddie out of bed or he'll never make an actor
It'll be funky,
it'll be funky yeah, it'll be funky...
The royals are spreading like boils, it does your
head in
We have no choice, we're invoiced for the weddings
It's like a soap, a Dallas or a
Dynasty
We live in hope to put them out their misery
Fire the freaky family, we're
tired of the cheek
As you holiday your life away our futures look bleak
As your castle's
burning down you want the people to pay for it
Ask us to defend you, we've got nothing to say
for it
The family, the family, the family horribilus
The family, the family...
Kicking at the gates like we think we're on the guest list
We're told to wait - too late,
we're getting restless
The crowd is swelling as they're smelling the thrill
There's
dancing in the rubble and there's trouble at the mill
There's warning of the storming,
news of the resistance
The peasants are revolting, advancing from the distance
There's
panic and there's anarchy and breaking the rules
They're making fake money and they're taking
the jewels
What will it be? Funky! (x4)
All without a fuss, the coup has been
victorious
The banners wave, proclaiming that it's glorious
What will it be? Funky!
(x4)
It'll be funky, it'll be funky yeah.. (x2) | | | |
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