Drip, Drip, Drip
Chumbawamba
Eat, sleep and crap For to prey on your needs Down a dark street In backwater Leeds I seen yer comin' Come in, lads! You seen the ad? Too bad, bad, bad What you get Is what you see It's a trickledown theory And it's coming to me Life's a whip-round And I've got the whip It's a sinking ship Drip, drip, drip Drip, drip, drip goes the water Drip, drip, drip goes the water Drip, drip, drip goes the water Take me in Throw me out Put me up Let me down Dark, satanic Run-of-the-mill Sing us a song And I'll send you the bill My nicotine grip My smokin' gun It's how I get my fun Better run, run, run Your olfactory nerves All up the spout You can't smell a rat When your nose is out Rent-to-kill By any other name Kiss an old flame Shame, shame, shame Drip, drip, drip goes the water Drip, drip, drip goes the water Drip, drip, drip goes the water Take me in Throw me out Put me up Let me down Drip, drip, drip Take me in Throw me out Put me up Let me downalternative anarchist pop anarcho-punk indie post-punk rock
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