Drip, Drip, Drip


Eat, sleep and crap
For to prey on your needs
Down a dark street
In backwater Leeds
I seen yer comin’
Come in, lads!
You seen the ad?
Too bad, bad, bad

What you get
Is what you see
It’s a trickledown theory
And it’s coming to me
Life’s a whip-round
And I’ve got the whip
It’s a sinking ship
Drip, drip, drip

Drip, drip, drip goes the water
Drip, drip, drip goes the water
Drip, drip, drip goes the water

Take me in
Throw me out
Put me up
Let me down

Dark, satanic
Run-of-the-mill
Sing us a song
And I’ll send you the bill
My nicotine grip
My smokin’ gun
It’s how I get my fun
Better run, run, run

Your olfactory nerves
All up the spout
You can’t smell a rat
When your nose is out
Rent-to-kill
By any other name
Kiss an old flame
Shame, shame, shame

Drip, drip, drip goes the water
Drip, drip, drip goes the water
Drip, drip, drip goes the water

Take me in
Throw me out
Put me up
Let me down

Drip, drip, drip

Take me in
Throw me out
Put me up
Let me down


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