Listen to Southern Mark Smith (Big Return) by The Jazz Butcher

Southern Mark Smith (Big Return)

The Jazz Butcher

Rock

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Lyrics

Thousands of people are queueing in the rain to meet the Pope (Meet the Pope, meet the Pope, meet the Pope) I wonder what they're feeling Well I hope its O.K. You know some people gonna call anyone a big mouth (Big mouth, big mouth) Yeah, well I'll see them in the bar on a Saturday Right now I get along, get along, get along, get alonga get along Just like a southern Mark Smith Chorus: Whooo, ooo, ooo, ooo - Yeah, like a southern Mark Smith Whooo, ooo, ooo, ooo - Southern Mark Smith Thousands of people are queueing for a shuttle into space (Into space, into space, into space) Yeah, I'm into space I think its just fantastic Right now I'm looking around for the right words For all you special gorgeous things Oh, don't you know they only make those pop records out of plastic? Hey, but you know what they tell you on the BBC You know what they tell you and it's plain to see You gotta put on you best friend's anorak And come out here and try it out for yourself Whooo, ooo, ooo, ooo You gotta come on out at 1 o'clock and try it out for yourself Whooo, ooo, ooo, ooo You gotta walk & talk & think & look & act just like a Southern Mark Smith Chorus Thousands of people out there just gotta be O.K. I wish I could take them all down with me to the bar for some laughs But right now I gotta find out where they could be living They could be living in sin They could be carrying shame Gotta find somebody's gonna carry the blame Gotta find out what makes your heart sing Because I found out already what makes my heart sing Its necessary that I find out what makes your heart sing 'Coz I heard it was like a southern Mark Smith
Writer(s): Patrick Guy Sibley Huntrods Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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