Nancy Reagan's Head lyricsby Mission Of Burma
Fat lot of good it's done ya
Tryin' to play the fool When we know full well You know your ass from your appo_____ This club has standards, many Try and come up short That touch of thickness that makes a Proper mesomorph, proper mesomorph Five-foot-one Eyes as cold as stone Topped off by that hard, lacquered helmet And I'm haunted by the freakish size of Nancy Reagan's head (No way that thing came with that body) (___________) (It's not right) (It's not natural) We believe believe If we believe Strike up the band, it's official, You've got my back Next thing I know I got me A chronic pain in the sacroiliac Think it's funny, laugh Want your money back Count it out then, One-two-three-four-five-foot-one Eyes as cold as stone Topped off by that fierce, lacquered helmet And I'm haunted by the freakish size of Nancy Reagan's head (No way that thing came with that body) And Roxy Music came to save the world And all I got was this lousy t-shirt And I'm haunted by the freakish size of Nancy Reagan's head (No way that thing came with that body) |