Pixies - Plaster of Paris lyrics
[Pixies - Plaster of Paris lyrics]
You look like a praying mantis
You could say that the bug is man
Big joke or a small disaster
Last chance before they give it the plaster
Paint my picture and I’ll paint you
You’re not like the others, you ain’t
Running down the hill, I thought I passed her
Last chance before they give it the plaster
I can’t dance but I don’t wanna bore you
Last line from the cephalaphore
I’ll be the son of a son
Of a son of a bastard
Last chance before they give it the plaster
Big joke or a small disaster
Last chance before they give it the plaster
You could say that the bug is man
Big joke or a small disaster
Last chance before they give it the plaster
Paint my picture and I’ll paint you
You’re not like the others, you ain’t
Running down the hill, I thought I passed her
Last chance before they give it the plaster
I can’t dance but I don’t wanna bore you
Last line from the cephalaphore
I’ll be the son of a son
Of a son of a bastard
Last chance before they give it the plaster
Big joke or a small disaster
Last chance before they give it the plaster
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