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The Fatima Mansions lyrics Popemobile to Paraguay lyrics The postmark read ";Asuncion";... By the foul Adriatic there can be some dramatic variations in the temperature so you can't recall which S.S. dress to wear but the king of the Papists is a friend of the rapists and the upside-down crucifixion squad so escape from sure defeat is thus arranged A man with your knowledge of electrical goods should not be condemned because he's misunderstood Trip from Zagreb to Rome, and on to Asuncion in the clothes of a bishop, the new beard being your own CHORUS: You may think we look stupid, but we're paying the rent and we won't trade our fortunes for a hippy tent We've been all colours of angels with both wings on the right and we've supped and we've coupled through our mystic life Eternal City, firm and true, no naked crimson lights Constant like an anthrax bomb, honest like a knife... All of this must never die Popemobile to Paraguay It's been a while since you said ";heil"; You CIA-bred necrophile No Russkies left to rail at, not for now but the Slavs in their millions with their scrapheaps of children must replace your South Americans More skulls to keep your Mafia in the Mafia Top Ten They'll mass when commanded, they'll hate when they're told They'll murder their neighbours for the good of their soul They'll punish your enemies if you'll read out their names They'll be adorning the bridges from the Don to the Thames--CHORUS Cleansing faces of their smiles Butchers sheltered and praised Meeting pain with fairytales Dead bank-balances raised All of this must never die Popemobile to Paraguay You may think we look stupid, but we're behind with the rent How much am I bid for this real piece of Jesus' polyester tent? Polyester tent which my dad just sent and it's lock up the women, burn this book for me, man Send sweeties and flowers to Teh-huh-ran Lock up the women, burn this book for me, man Send sweeties and flowers to my pal in Tehran In Eye-ran Other The Fatima Mansions lyrics: Angel's Delight lyrics Mr. Baby lyrics The Door-to-Door Inspector lyrics You're a Rose lyrics Thursday lyrics Broken Radio #1 lyrics Look What I Stole for Us, Darling lyrics Farewell Oratorio lyrics The White Knuckle Express lyrics Chemical Cosh lyrics Pack of Lies lyrics Viva Dead Ponies lyrics Behind The Moon lyrics Bertie's Brochures lyrics Shiny Happy People lyrics Mario Vargas Yoni lyrics Smiling lyrics Long About Now lyrics The Great Valerio lyrics Evil Man lyrics Valhalla Avenue lyrics 1000% lyrics North Atlantic Wind lyrics Purple Window lyrics Perfumes Of Paradise lyrics Greyhair lyrics C^7\Breakfast With Bandog lyrics Ray Of Hope, Hoe Of Rape lyrics Be Dead lyrics Only Losers Take The Bus lyrics The Day I Lost Everything lyrics Wilderness On Time lyrics You Won't Get Me Home lyrics 13th Century Boy lyrics Bishop of Babel lyrics Valley Of The Dead Cars lyrics Big Madness lyrics What? lyrics Blues for Ceaucescu lyrics On Suicide Bridge lyrics Hive lyrics The Holy Mugger lyrics Stigmata lyrics Lady Godiva's Operation lyrics Belong Nowhere lyrics The Loyaliser lyrics Walk in the Woods lyrics Nite Flights lyrics Brain Blister lyrics Walk Yr Way lyrics Your World Customer lyrics Brunceling's Song lyrics Humiliate Me lyrics Something Bad lyrics Go Home Bible Mike lyrics |