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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The King Blues
The King Blues
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonny Itch Fox
Jonny Itch Fox
Composer
Fruitbag
Fruitbag
Writer
Peter Miles
Peter Miles
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Peter Miles
Peter Miles
Producer

Lyrics

She had a scream that rattled The seeds inside the apples When she uncaged her cackle Jackals travelled just to battle She gives the girls screwface And the men crooked neck When she walked by my place I heard a string quartet Asthmatics lose their breath The traffic all gets wrecked The Smokers laps collect All Their dropped cigarettes Kids fall onto the decks Cos they donâ? t watch their steps And when theyâ? re on the floor They draw her on their etch a sketch She says that life is like a jungle and not like a zoo Participate, donâ? t spectate, Become the view Man if Scarface said it Itâ? s just got to be true So this world, this world right here This world is for you I said to all my mates, she wonâ? t make a monkey out of me But when she kissed me it felt like a headbutt It felt like a headbutt Staring up at the ceiling Nurses face disbelieving Scalpel on arteries Organs taken larcenies Holds it up like a trophy But that heart belongs to Sophie Slices pieces of me Each one beats individually So now I bite the bullet Iâ? ll try to chew right through it Grinds my teeth to the gums I gots to see what Iâ? ve become There is danger ahead With a mouthful of lead but when I fly It gets harder to deny So I stood on the shore trying to blow the clouds away Right back into the sky made out of papier mache The Sparkles from the moon, danced on top of the waves Like they knew it was the last song ever to be played I said to all my mates, she wonâ? t make a monkey out of me But when she kissed me it felt like a headbutt It felt like a headbutt She was up high on the stage just dancing it Breathing fire like God himself had demanded it Like heâ? d personally asked and commanded it Heavenâ? s packed but thanks to her theyâ? re still cramming it She made the sinners blessed by the way that she dressed Stripteasing, fire breathing, dancing burlesque Producing beads of cold sweats on mens foreheads She says welcome to the city of the suffragettes And if you step out with me youâ? d better step correct I said to all my mates, she wonâ? t make a monkey out of me But when she kissed me it felt like a headbutt It felt like a headbutt
Writer(s): Jonathan Fox, Peter Miles, Michael Payne Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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