Punch Lyrics

Long the road and forth they go the old spire

Holding stones and clever tomes for sure sire!

Riveting the chase the place of no rest

Gone and slid into a bitter sheep's nest

Feather eyes and awfully wise you don't say

Not allowed get out a shout you can't stay!

Holy overseer won't do much now

Stretch the outer limits of the field plough

In and out on the spot

Not a move or you'll be shot

And when you're without doubt without shame

Dance upon the rooftop in a cry of pain

And then ya punch a car break your arm

Punch a car break your arm

And then ya punch a car break your arm

And then ya punch a car break your arm

The chase a race a present for the poor guy

Gone along and set a little grass fire

Noblemen and sobering the sea crest

Sold are poles and holes and all but one blessed

Seldom idolise the old buffoon way

Roll along the weeds under a sachet

Boulder shoulder crevice in an old bough

Stretch the outer limits of the field plough

In and out on the spot

Not a move or you'll be shot

And when you're without doubt without shame

Dance upon the rooftop in a bit of everybody's pain

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