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letra de i'm eating in bed [rude bootleg] - cardiacs

i’m eating in bed [rude bootleg] lyrics
[tim’s prattle]
i’m not gonna say any more after this
except for, it makes me wanna get me dopper out and do it to one of those bl–dy great fffish that come out the river, yeah?
sorry, god. i wasn’t aiming it at the girlies, ‘cos…
because, c- girlies have titties don’t they?
girlies have titties!
and of course, that’s how they feed their babies
not like that old dog
ruh ruh ruh
ea-ting-in-bed

[verse 1]
firstly there’s a spanner in here
secondly it has the right of way, (uh-huh?) yes!
but something else is missing
sometimes sortеd out and wrapped up straight away
nothing by comparison puts thoughts straight in my mind
as i comfort myself with the will to bе unkind

[chorus]
goes the way of every day
to h-ll with uncle, i…

[verse 2]
mr. technique’s doing well
and he stands around in poses just like this…
but when i gets to thinking it seems
better to betray me with a kiss
we will inform you upon day to day
mr. technique’s is a much better way
[chorus]
goes the way of every day
to h-ll with uncle
i know i’m wrong (goes the way of every day)
it must be all this (to h-ll with uncle)
eating in bed, tell me when it’s over (i know i’m wrong)
a spider is crawling up and (it must be all this)
eating in bed, argh!

(catch this! woo! not yet.)

[bridge]
no-one can see or say or do what no-one wants or not to do
it’s scary to be that way
so make use of my body
i’ll be round with the tarring can
and stand with the standard man
who paints us inseparable
but should i break my fall?

[instrumental]

[pre-chorus]
in every cry of every man
the mind-forg’d manacles i hear
[chorus]
goes the way of every day
to h-ll with uncle
i know i’m wrong (goes the way of every day)
it must be all this (to h-ll with uncle)
eating in bed, tell me when it’s over (i know i’m wrong)
a spider is crawling up and (it must be all this)
goes the way of every day (eating in bed)
to h-ll with uncle
i know i’m wrong (goes the way of every day)
it must be all this (to h-ll with uncle)
eating in bed, tell me when it’s over (i know i’m wrong)
a spider is crawling up and (it must be all this)
eating in bed!

[outro]
no-one can see or say or do
what no-one wants or not to do
it’s scary to be that way
so i’ll make use of my body
the woman with the clap takes me round to the back
to the man with the crocodile smile who
scares me to my hands and
knees but should i break my fall?

- cardiacs

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