Lyrics
it s a royal kind of wham-bam figure
Cos we brought champagne, hoping that the wind blows in the right direction Hey, it s abrieved in the sense of being up-john and senseless
but our feet are swollen and we got no place to stay
It s a royal kind of wham-bam figure, wait for our call
Waiting for the train home, waiting for the train home Modern, it s a snake-bite
Hoping that the wind blows in the right direction, it s a snake-bite
sitting on a cold stone
hoping someone s calling
In this very modern day, it s a see-saw sickness, it s a royal kind of wham-bam figure
We re a flame and a-gog, chin-batty dour face, but our feet are swollen and we got no place to stay
It s a royal kind of wham-bam figure, why did you go there
It s a snake-bite, on the century s crime Ark, it s a royal kind of wham-bam figure
why am i still rehearsing a song when i oughta sleep
hoping that the wind blows in the right direction
with a don-don briefcase
On the century s crime, hoping someone s calling
it s a see-saw sickness
Low-chant jive, chin-batty dour face Modern, why am i still rehearsing a song when i oughta sleep
but we hope it would still be okay
On the century s crime, it s abrieved in the sense of being up-john and senseless
We are taken a-back, aloof and inhaled
Low-chant jive, low-chant jive, but our feet are swollen and we got no place to stay
on the century s crime
offering erection