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• Artiste: King Missile
• Titre: Royal Lunch
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<i>(sung)</i> Dead bodies flying up in the sky Pogo stick monkeys starting to fly Fish in the poker house, seventy-five <i>American Bandstand</i> making me cry Dick Clark's monkey making me high Locked inside this lovely womb Me and the antidote, no more room Sarah's in the doghouse playing with the cat Why are the skinny people always like that? Gotta get out to the grocery store Running out of anger, gotta get more Running into someone wherever he goes Daddy says your music totally blows Daddy's on his knees again, I think that he knows Got no reason, take it all in stride Glowing in the dark, no way to hide Don't eat the chicken, broasted or fried Lucky that your radio finally died Gotta get out of the poser store Running out of anger, got no more Run into your father, kick him in the nose Daddy's on his knees again, I think that he knows Run into your father, kick him in the nose Daddy's on his knees again, I think that he knows Daddy says your music totally blows Daddy says your music totally blows Daddy says your music totally blows