Reacharound Lyrics - Bell X1

Cute whores on every corner 

Puttin' out, they're puttin' out 

And there's many a kerb crawler, a boy racer 

Fine young men with their spoilers spoiled 

Hail fella, well met 

Makin' V's like Nixon 

A comb over and sweat 

Cute whores in the corridors of power 

Throwin' shapes, atin' grapes 

The wink and elbow language of delight 

Has been seduced by the dark side 

We are the babies that they kissed 

And ours is the flesh that they pressed 

Yeah, they're good for a reacharound 

Always good for a reacharound 

Oh, they're good for a reacharound 

Always good for a reacharound 

Cute whores on every corner 

They're puttin' out, puttin' out 

As with most things here, it's hard to pin down 

It sticks to your clothes, it's airborne 

It's been long celebrated 

As something to make us proud 

All this movin' and shakin' in 

Envelopes so brown 

Always good for a reacharound 

Always good for a reacharound 

Always good for a reacharound 

Always good for a reacharound 

Always good for a reacharound 

Always good for a reacharound 

Always good for a reacharound 

Always good for a reacharound 

Always good for a reacharound 

Always good for a reacharound