Arms Control Poseur Lyrics - Fall

Death of a sense of humour 

'N death of sense 

How do you recover from this? 

What do you fear? 

Being found out 

Then why do you always give yourself away? 

What do you want to do? 

Hide 

Then why go out and make an exhibition of yourself? 

What do you seek? 

Oblivion 

And drugs walk the streets 

What you want to be able to do 

is worst advice 

Louse given in largesse 

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Parliment connives a diseased access company 

There's nothing much I can do about this 

So I drink in recline with an acquaintance, sound 

Spouse is talking on the phone 

To well-armed arms control poseur 

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I found my home 

I made a calendar that wasn't there 

To find whether it was the first of December 

Or not 

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In pity and envy 

Dragged from the streets 

I quite very very much enjoyed 

His jovial lies 

Lying 

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Sports car interior 

Encrusted with bluebottles 

Armoured car interior 

Encrusted with bluebottles 

I even stoop to an icy vodka 

As I feel the inevitable 

battle creep nearer and nearer 

Chip! Chip! 

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Armoured car interior 

Encrusted with bluebottles 

I even stoop to an icy vodka 

As I feel the inevitable 

battle creep nearer and nearer 

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As my great great great great great 

great great great great 

familiar found out 

As my great great great great 

similar found out 

As my great great great great great 

great great grandfather found out 

Get me a nice wooly polo neck 

With a red cardigan 

From Next 

Ideal summer wear! 

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