Manufacturing Lyrics

There's a child that's jumping jacks from the frying pan

Into the ring of fire

This ain't no surly stitch up

If I can't pull the trigger, a shoe in

Against the grain

You will always have the right to remain

So long as you stay smiling

A little less whining

A paracetamol turns the feelings all down

An IOU and an e to make up your vowels

Red pill blue pill

What's the difference

What's the object of this instance

A show and a tell, a houdini spelling it out for

Don't tempt the temptress

To sign the sheet away

Cos I'm a front row seat away

From the racketeers

And I've been gelled to the compound

As the greyhounds

Circle the brown cow

Would you mind

Mutiny, mutiny

When nothing's coming through for me

Cut a cord in the caucus

Split hairs and applause us

Mutiny, mutiny

When nothing's ringing true for me

Someone put a lampshade on

Could someone put a lampshade on

Someone put a lampshade on

Could someone put a lampshade on

Where'd you put my cigarettes

Cos these empty threats are obtuse

Flabagoosted by the luciphors

And the juicy Persian excuse

We fight fire with a flat tyre

Quid pro quo for dough

We shed tears for do-ray-mi

I said sorry

A paracetamol turns the feelings all down

A paracetamol turns the feelings all down

A paracetamol turns the feelings all down

Why why why wish and pretend that everything's fine it's never ending