Lazyitis.com - Happy Mondays Lyrics

When he came out to the lock-up
He said I`m looking for something better
He made his shock announcement
And backed off, backed down, backed off
And then he got up off the floor
He said Im wealthy enough, not to do this no more
And he made it all known with his hands held up, palm out

And she said dont know if i should
Cause i worry too much about the tests on the blood
And at first it was a `yes`, and then a `no`, then a `yes`.
A maggot sleeps on her desk
H wears a sleeping bag as his vest
And he`s getting too too bothered
About the spots on his chest, chest, chest
Now she`s (DK this - anyone????) ....she laid it on
And a few days later shes gone
So its back to the womb
To get drowned, drowned, drowned, drowned warm

That`s sickly clean This mild and meek I could launch it with a poker No danger for a weekend It opens its mouth Theres no words, just a squeak I could launch it with a poker No joker for a weekday Bing bong the weekday Bing bong no danger Here goes a sweet freak How many fools do you get in school In an English county classroom All the things going on inside your billbong Theres no room its just pure art room You try very hard to get that right To imitate some kind of life form A matter of fact without and tact You can go on back you Shouldn`t have been burn Diggers mothers switch on the cooker Get the hillbillies down Set out to bugger Sweet freak pen and ink

How do you make a bulldog think Happy christmas I said Not to speak then Happy christmas whens its next week then Ad you swear you naughty meathead What sleeps in your bed Is got to be a greek ted How many fools do you get in a school In an english county All the things going on inside your built bomb Theres no room Its just pure art room Its dangerous to let the freaky dink in Chopper up, cooker, give me some more smother I cant stand the thought of the dwarf bein a mother Is this love, man, its pure hate If you put it on the table It`ll be to late Is this love, man No, its pure hate It cant be more simple Its there on a plate Is this love man No it aint.