Lyrics:
not mail himself?
It was absurdly simple.
He would ship himself parcel post, special delivery.
The next day Waldo went to the supermarket
absurdly simple. He would ship himself
parcel post, special delivery. The next day Waldo went to the supermarket to
purchase the necessary equipment. He
the middle of the night - hey
In these days of wine and roses
death comes by parcel post
hear it on the radio while buttering your toast
take a dream just any
And when I spoke to father's ghost
He said he died by parcel post
So, hallelujah, here I come
See you at Easter, mum
I'm going to heaven, baby
I curtsey to doctor and nurse
I wave outside to the waiting hearse
Cooee!
And when I spoke to father's ghost
He said he died by parcel post
So,
email from the grand duchy
Says they can parcel or post me the perfect wife
And oh
(Thank You Russia!)
Oh oh
(Thank You Russia!)
OH!
(Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh oh
forever
Gifts wrapped up tight
Labels to write
Jingling bells
Cinnamon smells
It's the season of our dreams and fantasies
Turkey to roast
Parcels to post
out down, not a single feather
Parcel in the post but there's no return to sender
Not happy with the stack, more of that looking better
How do I go
goods an food like am the citys docks , me an s on the wing more parcels than a post box , but let me tell you about this girl that I use to love ,
to your turf
Postcode, cro post, up like a gargoyle
Surveying the strip, statue with some parcels
Road man a post man with a carpool
Pull up like a drive
When you need to collect or post a parcel
When you need to get some milk but it's after five o'clock
When you need to ring British Gas for
Greatest
Man Fuck don’t lie
Yeah
(End of Chorus)
Sort of a commotion
Coming up to Post It,Issues with
The Post office,My Parcel,Bad news they
Lost it
Always move the post like we're switching on the parcel
Deeper in my zone
Deeper deeper in my zone
As I'm walking on the path
Getting steeper on my own
Be
dealing in parks
I passed the parcel
Now we dealing in cars
Walking in france
Stare at the stars
My own guys showing me love from far
Don't bell me if you
Might not always be sufficient but the
United Parcel Service & the people at the Post Office
Didn't call you back because you had cloudy piss
So now
the united parcel service
And the people at the post office, didn't call you back because you got
Cloudy piss, so now you back in the trap just that, trapped
Might not always be sufficient but the
United Parcel Service & the people at the Post Office
Didn't call you back because you had cloudy piss
So now
shoot niggas up I can't post it up after
How's he sitting on that grub with all them nitties on the road
Fiends outside my trap look like Call of Duty
Came here to collect my parcel
With a friendly smile on my face
But now I’m stuck here for 2 hours
What a dense ungodly place
I hate my local
sprung
Got me running back to you, got me running back to you
Tell myself not fall in love
But then I fell for you, I went through hell for you
Parcel with
Mosquito bites or busted light
No smelly smells or scary sounds
Will keep me from my post route
An envelop or package, a parcel or a box
Or a 53 pound
sent that typo
I might know, just how they been skeemin inna light
But inna dark though, they been hashin', lashin' left a strike post
Strike pose, pussy
I'll lose the plot?
Fetch my hammer, fix the posts
I'll stretch this net across this
Playing field
Do you get my meaning? Is there something
Daddy's got an eBay addiction
But he denies it all the time
He sneaks off at the end of meals and takes a quick peek online
And in the post
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