A Day Out in New Brighton Songtext
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A Day Out in New Brighton Songtext
¿D′ya hear that?
Said he loves me like food mee
See the fucking way he attacks those prawns
!Hey hey¡
In glaze boot for walking in an air
He sola volaba
Way down the pylon
Left alone in the desert
!Muhmuhuh¡!oooh!
See there's a tetla forehead there
!Lista sahn¡!siddasan¡
¿Who?!no!
I think he just tried to sound as natural as he could
It was like errrrmmm!porawn yaah¡!porawl yeah¡
All I′ve done and cracked him round the side of the head
!Ahaaha¡ shouldn't laugh really
Try, fucking, get him to walk, but
Where he's come out the sea in red trunks
His grandad
He, he′s taking the red trunks off the boy Dried him down
And he′s started dressing him
But he's put both legs in the same leg
Of the pants he′s gonna wear
The beach, the poor little fucking
The poor little drataboo
He's being dragged out
Whacked an all the boy say stop fucking about
!Horoosssa¡
Then the bwi thought
!Awr welli yaa diversify, ¿didn′t ya hear?
¿Where ya been?
!Macronis¡ sohhyas so last night
Something must've happened
¿Know what I mean?
Can′t blame everything on food ¿ya know?
!Juscha¡
No place for that
Me i sposed
Said he loves me like food mee
See the fucking way he attacks those prawns
!Hey hey¡
In glaze boot for walking in an air
He sola volaba
Way down the pylon
Left alone in the desert
!Muhmuhuh¡!oooh!
See there's a tetla forehead there
!Lista sahn¡!siddasan¡
¿Who?!no!
I think he just tried to sound as natural as he could
It was like errrrmmm!porawn yaah¡!porawl yeah¡
All I′ve done and cracked him round the side of the head
!Ahaaha¡ shouldn't laugh really
Try, fucking, get him to walk, but
Where he's come out the sea in red trunks
His grandad
He, he′s taking the red trunks off the boy Dried him down
And he′s started dressing him
But he's put both legs in the same leg
Of the pants he′s gonna wear
The beach, the poor little fucking
The poor little drataboo
He's being dragged out
Whacked an all the boy say stop fucking about
!Horoosssa¡
Then the bwi thought
!Awr welli yaa diversify, ¿didn′t ya hear?
¿Where ya been?
!Macronis¡ sohhyas so last night
Something must've happened
¿Know what I mean?
Can′t blame everything on food ¿ya know?
!Juscha¡
No place for that
Me i sposed
Writer(s): Peter Doherty, Michael Whitnall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com