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letra de the pricks - peter bibby

do you speak english? not tonight
i speak yiddish and reflect the light
i am a line to your fist
whether it’s heartfelt or s-d-stic
a crack to the chin in a blaze of glory
knockout blood nose, dreamed little georgie
well, little georgie got short legs and his skin’s turned pink
he sounds like a trumpet wearing a wig
in the bin, oh, little georgie’s in the bin

oh, [? 1:12]
i cracked my head on the floor
and then i shook and i twitched
and i leaped out the door
and then i flеw to my friend’s
and i featherеd my wings
i battered some bones in an undressing
and then i ran hard, hard like a fist
in the pr-cks, in the pr-cks, oh, the pr-cks
ooh

do you speak english? not today
i speak quickly, and i speak far away
i speak [?], but not all the time
sometimes, i’m like ice, other times, i’m on fire
but sometimes, i’m the pr-cks
oh, i got myself bad chips
georgie fell off the boat just a little after i did
but georgie’s chips were awful
i been stacked like the poison and looked like nothing but lumps
which grew and grew, almost made me turn blue
[?]

how do you do?

- peter bibby

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