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letra de dltlly // live bars - dizraeli

dltlly // live bars lyrics
this song’s for david cameron
and my dad

…goes like this

here walks the golden panda
the tinkling of chandeliers
snaps his fingers and a man appears
yes sire
speak of your desire to the gushing stream
it’ll come in minutes with a white side of double cream
syllabub
bubbled up luxury
rubber bumber bumping rubber bumper subtly
leagues above the dust and hubub of the dutty street
who here keeps the gutters clean?
where the washing up is done in secret
how long until the conscience can become accustomed to the gluttony
not long sire
have a salad while you wait
your salmon’s coming shortly and i’m sure you’re sh-tting comfortably

sh-t!
let the people come through
shift up fatty
let the people come through
shift up fatty
let the people come through
shift up dave
let the people come
hey
here walks the silver piglet
stumpy legs in guilded laminate
scoffing at his trofflette
pilchard halibut and ginger peac-cks all baked in a filo pastry
tis all the freedom in the field that keeps the meat so tasty
tis all the women in the bas-m-nt sweating over fish guts
saying piggy gets what piggy wants ’til piggy lifts us
or tells us the economy has picked up
and gives a fragment of his splendour to the tip-cup
or else until he slips up and is trampled into normal pain
and walks among us here where the floors are worn away
til then it’s polished panels everywhere and winking eyes
and pig defines what is civilised

f-ck that!
fatty
let the people come through
shift up fatty
let the people come through
shift fatty
let the people come through
shift up fatty
let the people come

daddy was a preacher man
he spoke the holy ghost at peace protests
he reclaimed the streets to get the sweet moses to part the asphalt
tell it like a town crier light the fuse
they will never televise the news
all he taught me
he born in nineteen forties
truths that he had to fight to find
me born in thatcher-ite decline
same appetite for life
i learned sanity from ‘catcher in the rye’
now the stamina is mine
the wild animus
the caravan standing in the ?
the grizzly bear is mine
the piston and the steam
forever back in bristol in my dreams
and the world is often ending in them
and that is often cause for joy
i’m back in adolescence in a wall of noise
banging a snare drum
c-cking out they murder us slow
dad come
you’ve got further to go
further to go
further to go
further to go

- dizraeli

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