back to sci fi lullabies Metal Mickey September 14, 1992 01. metal mickey 02. where the pigs don't fly 03. he's dead

Metal Mickey
Well she's show showing it off then
The glitter in her lovely eyes
Show show showing it off then
And all the people shake their money in time
She sells heart, she sells meat
Oh dad, she's driving me mad, come see
We shake shake shake to the trumpet
And through the slippery city we ride
Skyline swine on the circuit
Where all the people shake their money in time
She sells heart, she sells meat
Oh dad, she's driving me mad, come see
She sells heart, she sells meat
Oh dad, she's driving me mad, come see
She sells heart, she sells meat
She sells heart, she sells meat
She sells heart, (driving me mad)
she sells meat, (driving me mad)
She sells heart, (driving me mad)
she sells meat, (driving me mad)
She sells heart, (driving me mad) 
she sells meat, (driving me mad)
She sells heart, (driving me mad)
she sells meat, (driving me mad)


Where The Pigs Don't Fly
Out in the sticks, out in the stickiness
They're chasing round in stolen ice cream vans
They're sparking up with someone, oh
They're covering their jumpers in roses, wow, wow
Where pigs don't fly, wow, wow
Out over there, out in the sticky wire fire,
Your royal stickiness your highness
I've heard there's someone saying "I do"
And banging out an old piano tune
Where the pigs don't fly, I do
Where the pigs don't fly, I do
Where the pigs don't fly, I do
Where the pigs don't fly, I do
I do... 


He's Dead
I wake up every day,
But I don't want it that way
Take my thoughts to the roundabout
Cos me and them we like to get out
Oh, what you do in your head,
You do in your head
Oh, if he is dead, la, la, la, la, la, la
He said he had a horrible house
I looked in it and learnt to shut my mouth
He said I had the look of a son
With all the love and poison of London
Oh, what you do in your head
You do in your head
Oh, if he is dead
Oh, what you do in your head
You do in your head
Oh, if he is dead, la, la, la, la, la, la

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