Song parody of
Indoor Games
by King Crimson
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Indoor fireworks amuse your kitchen staff
Dusting plastic garlic plants
They snigger in the drought
When you ride through the parlor
Wearing nothing but your armor
Playing Indoor Games
One string puppet shows amuse
Your sycophantic friends
Who cheer your rancid recipes
In fear they might offend
Whilst you loaf on your sofa
Sporting falsies and a toga
Playing Indoor Games, Indoor Games
Your mean teetotum spins arouse your seventh wife
Who pats her sixty little skins
And re-insures your life
Whilst you sulk in your sauna
'cause you lost your jigsaw corner
Playing Indoor Games, Indoor Games
Each afternoon you train baboons to sing
Or swim in purple perspex water wings
Come Saturday jump hopper, Chelsea brigade
High bender-trender it's all Indoor Games
No ball bagatelle incites
Your children to conspire
They slide across your frying pan
And fertilize your fire
Still you and Jones go madder
Broken bones-broken ladder
Hey Ho
Indoor fireworks amuse your kitchen staff
Dusting plastic garlic plants
They snigger in the drought
When you ride through the parlor
Wearing nothing but your armor
Playing Indoor Games
One string puppet shows amuse
Your sycophantic friends
Who cheer your rancid recipes
In fear they might offend
Whilst you loaf on your sofa
Sporting falsies and a toga
Playing Indoor Games, Indoor Games
Your mean teetotum spins arouse your seventh wife
Who pats her sixty little skins
And re-insures your life
Whilst you sulk in your sauna
'cause you lost your jigsaw corner
Playing Indoor Games, Indoor Games
Each afternoon you train baboons to sing
Or swim in purple perspex water wings
Come Saturday jump hopper, Chelsea brigade
High bender-trender it's all Indoor Games
No ball bagatelle incites
Your children to conspire
They slide across your frying pan
And fertilize your fire
Still you and Jones go madder
Broken bones-broken ladder
Hey Ho
