Printhead — текст песни (Fall)

Tin badges tinkle
T-shirts mingle
Hey you horror-face!
I`m a printhead
I go to pieces
I`m a printhead
I go to pieces yeah
End of catch-line
End of [the porcupine]
We had a two page
It`s one we needed
I`m an ill head
Space increases
How my head increases
Real problems, this
So how is it, yeah
That I`ve reached here
On board this game
You mingled
[...] bring you out to here
We laughed with them
When it was take-the-piss time
I`m no egghead
But I`m an ex-worker man
W.C.-hero friend - and not water closet!
There`s a barrier between writer and singer
Uh-huh he`s a good man
Although an easy one
The singer is a neurotic drinker
The band little more than a big crashing beat.
Instruments collide and we all get drunk
The last two lines
Were a quote, yeah
When we read them
We went to pieces
We went to pieces, yeah
We went to pieces, yeah
Regularly
One day a week
I`m a printhead, yeah
On twenty pence a week
Been eating good!
Printhead X 3
Or you could substitute an ear
For an extra useless eye