I stood there beside myself Thinking hard about this feller Used to be a friend of mine Until he turned into a yeller Should have known it from the start He publicly would fall apart So I called up everyone (else) And said "let's go do some gigs for fun"
I know, you know, we're not miming at our show I know, you know, Hooky's mouth is on the go
I have always thought about Whether I should sue that lout He left the band five years ago But the way he talks you'd never know He has always been so brash Propped up Ian's corpse for cash So I called up everyone And said "let's go do some gigs for fun"
I know, you know, we're not miming at our show I know, you know, Chapman plays both high and low
When you are alone at night You know you're listening to us, and not The Light You should give those discs away Throw them in the trash, or sell them on eBay Another fight breaks out in the press You shake your head and mutter "Hooky, you're a mess" He'll curse us with his final breath Now I know the perfect kiss would cause him to just shut the hell up already! Christ!
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