Lyrics:
late to every meeting in my Queens tunnel
But all the hoes in Hoboken know
If I seen you outside with the open-toes
You might get you a trip
I first felt a fist, and then a kick
I could now smell their breath
They smelt of pubs, and wormwood scrubs
And too many right wing meetings
My
demand
Better be the slaves
To their wicked ways
But meeting with our death
Engulfed in molten breath
Well, we had a lot of luck on Venus
We always had a ball on Mars
We're meeting all the groovy people
We've rocked the Milky Way so far
We danced
And that's the burning sky
Oh and by the way I must tell you
Before I sign off, that I've got a meeting next week
With the head of a big corporate
I
I remember yet before we met
That every night and day
I had to live the life of a lonely woman
I remember meeting you
Discovering love can be
We had a lot of luck on Venus
We always had a ball on Mars
Meeting all the groovey people
We've rocked the Milky Way so far
We danced around with
to the union hall when a meeting it was called,
And when the Legion boys come 'round
She always stood her ground.
Oh, you can't scare me, I'm sticking
are like a dream
In my mind I find a picture of us as a team
Ever since the hour of our meeting
I've been repeating a silly phrase
Hoping that
are like a dream
In my mind I find a picture of us as a team
Ever since the hour of our meeting
I've been repeating a silly phrase
Hoping that
We had a lot of luck on Venus
We always had a ball on mars
Meeting all the groovy people
We've rocked the milky way so far
We danced around with
I first felt a fist, and then a kick
I could now smell their breath
They smelt of pubs, and wormwood scrubs
And too many right wing meetings
My
are like a dream
In my mind I find a picture of us as a team
Ever since the hour of our meeting
I've been repeating a silly phrase
Hoping that
are like a dream
In my mind I find a picture of us as a team
Ever since the hour of our meeting
I've been repeating a silly phrase
Hoping that
Well, we had a lot of luck on Venus
We always had a ball on Mars
We're meeting all the groovy people
We've rocked the Milky Way so far
We danced
A holiday, a holiday, and the first one of the year
Lord Donald's wife came into the church, the gospel for to hear
And when the meeting it was
And that's the burning sky
Oh and by the way I must tell you
Before I sign off, that I've got a meeting next week
With the head of a big corporate
I
into Joe's about six-fifteen
And I was ready to pour 'em down
Because at eight o'clock Delilah was a-meeting me there
Well I thought I would have
are like a dream
In my mind I find a picture of us as a team
Ever since the hour of our meeting
I've been repeating a silly phrase
Hoping that
La la la la la
Ooh hey hey hey
La la la la la
Every year about this time the local gentry
Have a meeting in Chickasaw land
They all come
demand
Better be the slaves
To their wicked ways
But meeting with our death
Engulfed in molten breath
There's a meeting this morning
It's just his luck oh damn!
His hand dives in his pocket
For his handkerchief.
Pearls of sweat on his collar
His
wherever he takes you
Oh yeah leave me
And I'll walk it off in the rain somehow
Yeah
We've got to go on meeting like this
I don't want to live with you
the footpath, behind the bush
Looking for Henry Lee
Tonight all the stars are shining bright
Tonight all the cornfields are a sight
I have reached the meeting
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