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Right in the centre of Hove,
Next to an escalator,
Someone has hidden a bomb
Underneath a plastic chair
But he can't put his finger on it:
He'll never be that kind of man.
He'll die in his bed on a summer's night
With his hand on his favourite thing.
Those kids, I swear, drink Nike, yes.
Those kids, I swear, drink Nike, yes.
Maybe it's a natural phase,
Comedy has taken its toll.
No-one is totally lost,
Nobody is out of control.
There are words he could use to describe it,
Metaphors he should have applied.
He'll die in his bed on a summer's night
With his hands on his adequate bride.
Those kids, I swear, drink Nike, yes.
Those kids, I swear, drink Nike, yes.
Smile-alalalalalalalalalalala.
Smile-alalalalalalalalalalala.
Smile-alalalalalalalalalalala.
Smile-alalalalalalalalalalala.
Smile!
Smile!
Smile, we're waiting for it.
Smile, we're waiting for
Those kids, I swear, drink Nike, yes.
Those kids, I swear, drink Nike, yes.
Smile-alalalalalalalalalalala.
Smile-alalalalalalalalalalala.
Smile-alalalalalalalalalalala.
Smile-alalalalalalalalalalala.
- Album:
- The Peace & Truce of Future of the Left
- Love Songs For Our Husbands (EP)
- How To Stop Your Brain In an Accident
- Human Death
- The Plot Against Common Sense
- Polymers Are Forever (EP)
- Travels With Myself And Another
- Last Night I Saved Her From Vampires
- The Limits of Battleships
- If at&t drank tea what would bp do?
- Last Night I Saved Her from Vampires (Live)
- Curses!
- Curses
- Manchasm
- Man Vs. Melody
- 2012-12-13: Studio Paradiso, San Francisco, CA, USA
- Xtra Mile High Club, Vol. 4 - Great Hangs
- Xtra Mile High Club, Vol. 4
- The Plot Against Common Sense (Deluxe)
- Sheena Is a T-Shirt Salesman