Song parody of
Leaders of the Free World
by Elbow
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I’m sick of working for a living
I’m just ticking off the days ‘til I die
I miss you Louise
And the sickest little pleasures keep me going in between pulling teeth
Periscope up
I’ve been looking for a ladder
I need to see the Commander in Chief
And remind him what was passed onto me
Your mum don’t sleep
The friends you keep
I didn’t raise a thief
But the leaders of the free world
Are just little boys throwing stones
And it’s easy to ignore ‘til they’re knocking on the door of your homes
My thinking isn’t driven
But the music always gives me a lift
I’m so easy to please
But I think we dropped the baton like the 60’s didn’t happen. Oh no.
Periscope up
Should be looking for a ladder
I need to see the Commander in Chief
And remind him what was passed onto me
Your mum don’t sleep
The friends you keep
I didn’t raise a thief
Passing the gun from father to feckless son
We’re climbing a landslide where only the good die young
I’m sick of working for a living
I’m just ticking off the days ‘til I die
I miss you Louise
And the sickest little pleasures keep me going in between pulling teeth
Periscope up
I’ve been looking for a ladder
I need to see the Commander in Chief
And remind him what was passed onto me
Your mum don’t sleep
The friends you keep
I didn’t raise a thief
But the leaders of the free world
Are just little boys throwing stones
And it’s easy to ignore ‘til they’re knocking on the door of your homes
My thinking isn’t driven
But the music always gives me a lift
I’m so easy to please
But I think we dropped the baton like the 60’s didn’t happen. Oh no.
Periscope up
Should be looking for a ladder
I need to see the Commander in Chief
And remind him what was passed onto me
Your mum don’t sleep
The friends you keep
I didn’t raise a thief
Passing the gun from father to feckless son
We’re climbing a landslide where only the good die young
