The Fall - He Pep! lyrics

[The Fall - He Pep! lyrics]

I don't want to go back anymore
I don't wanna go to work in the rain
No more toast grilled on the heater
No more of that A&R girl
And having to meet her my personage
It writes everywhere (in race anywhere)

You Pep!

And I stick my Parker pen under my ear
Beneath my own carefully scruffed hair
What I wear
Have to check out of Moody's lair hang on

Hang on, leaves your bad house with me
Into the room of the bass player
Why won't you go up stairs? You Pep!

Don't think he's don't get in slippy
North-old hamptonshire
I believe there's a new drug out


It's called speed I wrote a song about it
Conceptually a la Bowie
But it's been lost in the
Vaults of the record company by our manager

So instead our new 45 is 'Girlies'
(Eckides) on, brown tonguer
Yours, brattingly everyone says "please"
Anyway is a waste of life
Wait to say it in Lancashire you Pep!

You had the best summer
And now it's wearing off no more excuses
For your traitorism

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