Happy Mondays Total Ringo Lyrics

Total Ringo Lyrics

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.