Fight Like Apes Album

Language and insults fall onto (back to?) the plate,
You're running without a greater plan of escape,
The suits out on the streets,
They're marching in pairs,
All dapper and toyboy ties and purple flares,
And hooks are for whimps, and choruses for gays,
So give me my hook, they call out to the stage,
They're running like a preacher's hand caressing a, feeling a, all the cleavage and tan,
Oh, give me my hook,
I know it might sound lame,
Do you like my new look?
These clothes I sewed today??????? Clothes are sold today????
So give me something special darling,
So I can skip around and flip around, then call it by a name,
Something global, something real, something music kids might steal,
Something different, something whoa, something trendy at the mo,
Something retro, something cool, look for all the boys to drool,
Give me my hook, give me my hook.

Magazines are so over-rated yeah,
And then try to tell you, try to to sell you,
What's new and what's now obsolete,
And they like their garish friends and yeah, they like those indie gems and yeah,
They like whatever ????? or trend's gonna take those copies off the shelf so,
Give me my hook,
I know it might sound lame
Do you like my new look?
These clothes I sewed today??????? Boys clothes are sold today????
So give me something special darling,
So I can flip around and skip around, then call it by a name,
Something global, something real, something music kids might steal,
Something different, something whoa, something trendy at the mo,
Something retro, something cool, look for all the boys to drool,
Give me my hook, give me my hook.

We're Something global, something real, something music kids might steal,
Something different, something whoa, something trendy at the mo,
Something retro, something cool, look for all the boys to drool,
Give me my hook, give me my hook.

Bought a present for my guy
I bought him a pair of second-hand boots
Those boots are white, not pink
He liked to think
That he wore them well.

He took them to the park
He wore them out,
And played with the geese.
Those geese were stupified
When he turned around and cried;

"That's not nice", he said.
"That's not nice, what you did to me.
"That's not nice", he said.
"That's not nice, the way you treat me."
And "I'm alright", he said.
"I'm alright, it's always me, me."

Ai! Ai! Ai!
Hey! You! Watch your face!
I got a pocket full of fists, you got a stupid face.
Hey! You! Watch your face!
You're like Kentucky Fried Chicken, but without the taste.
Hey! You! Get soime grace!
You know you're driving this daisy all over the place.
Hey! You! You're takin' up space, and you're a fucking disappointment to the human race.

And everybody knows...
Summers Summers Summers Summers Summers' the man!
He's got a California jacket and a fortified jan.
He knows every face on the Isle of Man
And then he took her to the states,
And he started a band.
He took her to a sushi bar in G.I. Jones
And then he took a bit of Play-Doh, and he stook it up his nose.

Summers Summers Summers Summers Summers Summers Summers Summers Summers Summers Summers Summers
Summers Summers Summers Summers Summers is a man

Jake Summers is a man!
Jake Summers is the man!
With his California jacket,
And his rock and roll band.

"That's not nice", he said.
"That's not nice, what you did to me.
"That's not nice", he said.
"That's not nice, the way you treat me."
And "I'm alright", he said.
"I'm alright, it's always me, me."

DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

Hey! Sweetie, what's with your nose?
Take the focus off, take off your clothes.
Hey! Baby, what's with your smile?
You know, he smiles like ham,
And he tastes like bile!

Hey! Baby, where's your chord,
You know, your nightmare bungee-breaking whore!
Hey! Baby, you're the bedroom king,
Well I'm so sorry for breaking your ding-a-ling-a-ling!

OH!

Same goes for you, I like my meatballs in a dish
And I like other people too.
As the saying goes I'm pretty nift,
But I'd love to see you in the nude
With overcoats tied around your head,
Japanese children in your bed
And then she looked at me and said
I don't like Simple Kid.
Holding hands with Elouise,
Taking smoke breaks as you please
You got a lot of fancy chores,
Christmas jumpers, lovely noise

Lovely noise (lovely noise)
Lovely noise that makes you love me (x3)

And i can't compete with all you talk about,
You're so informed
And yet you talk just like a lout you say
You wanna tango(?) like you're selling perfume
Like a brand new scent for modern man,
Invented by cartoons.

So tie me up with jackets,
And fumigate my room
It smells like socks and tastes like apple shnaps
But you can live there too
And we'll play

Lovely noise (lovely noise)
Lovely noise that makes you love me (x4)

(cha cha cha cha......)
Chimps don't like baths (x4)

I like to toast things all the time
I like to toast things 'cuz they're mine
No black bits and no cheese.
It's just plain toast for me.

And, did you fuck her?
And, did you stick things up her?
And, did she love it?

Don't waste this on
Don't waste this on
on me

[SPOKEN WORD FROM OLD MOVIES]

And, did you fuck her?
And, did you stick things up her?
And, did she love it?

Lend me your face
Lend me your face
Lend me your face
I'll bust it open then I'll replace it

Lend me your face
Lend me your face
Lend me your face
I'll bust it open then I'll replace it

I wanna cut you with glass
You haven't such a pretty ass now
I wanna put you in a cast and cast off all my memories of where you been at

Would you like a fresh rolled cigarette?
I rolled it up myself and put some gusso into flippin' it

And would you soak it in a bag
Wanna fill you up with ketchup
And take off like a jet and go

Lend me your face
Lend me your face
Lend me your face
I'll bust it open then I'll replace it

Lend me your face
Lend me your face
Lend me your face
I'll bust it open then I'll replace it

OOOHH!!

And you're such a stupid boy
And you've got your boxers up your ass
And she's just a little girl

PhooDododo!

Lend me your face
Lend me your face
Lend me your face
I'll bust it open then I'll replace it

Lend me your face
Lend me your face
Lend me your face
I'll bust it open then I'll replace it

Lend me your face
Lend me your face
Lend me your face
I'll bust it open then I'll replace it

Lend me your face
Lend me your face
Lend me your face

Lend. Me. Your. Face.

battlestations on the go again,
he's found his wallet in his head
battlestations taking hold again,
and he's too concerned with what's been said

and ohhhh
tell me why he's trippin' over sex again
and ohhhh
tell me why he's doing this again

and the battlestations on the go again,
and he's too concerned with what's been said
and he's sent a letter to bob hope again,
and he's said his noggin's made of lead

ohhhh
and tell me why he's never coming home again, again
and ohhhh
and tell me why he's trippin' over sex again,
ohhhh
and jackie light is calling on the phone again, again
and ohhhh
he wants it in the moment but he got fucked instead and so

"for a time we tried to contact them by radio
but no response
but then they attacked a town
a small town, i'll admit
but nevertheless a town of people
people who died"

i don't feel like playing this song again,
the sample sounds like shit and,
and I don't want to hear it again
'cause I dont feel like playing
this song again, and again, and you know
the sample sounds like shit and,
and i don't want to hear it again!

So she sat down,
Trains and tops ,
keep spinning round,
Planned oh so well,
When she choked it went to hell.

And when it all fell through,
It fell him for what to do,
It's about as much use as a warning door.

And he hides behind the guise of making life a big surprise,
Until you realize -- he doesn't even know you like stars!

And everybody said "Do you wanna go, should we go?"

Shit shit shit shit, bang bang!
Shit shit shit shit, bang bang!
Shit shit shit shit, bang bang!
Shit shit shit shit, shit shit!

So she backed down,
Both feet firmly off the ground,
Front garden smoke, she makes the most,
Of preview message show and tell.

And when it all fell through,
It fell on him for what to do,
He's about as much use as a cuntless whore.

And he hides behind the guise of making life a big surprise,
Until you realize -- he doesn't even know you like stars!
And you hate frogs!
And you love stars!

I like karate and you like karate, baby!
I like karate and you like karate, baby!
I like karate and you like karate, baby!

And everybody said "Do you wanna go, should we go?"

Shit shit shit shit, bang bang!
Shit shit shit shit, bang bang!
Shit shit shit shit, bang bang!
Shit shit shit shit, shit shit!

Shit shit shit shit, bang bang!
Shit shit shit shit, bang bang!
Shit shit shit shit, bang bang!
Shit shit shit shit, shit shit!

Megameanie Megameanie Megameanie Megameanie Megameanie Megameanie Megameanie Megameanie OY

Dear Samuel,
You've been employed by the band,
You were originally employed
just to give us a hand.
And now you single-handedly
destroyed our careers.
So here's our gift to you, Samuel,
have a happy new year:

You're fired
you're fired
you're fired
you're firrred!

Dear Gladstone,
we've had a good year.
So here's a gift from the band, my dear.
So go on, blow out the candles
and leave the cake behind.
And get the hell outta here, Gladstone.
When you get, home, you'll find...

You've been fired!
You've been fired!
You've been fired!
You've been firrrrred!
So long!

Dear apes,
It wasn't that bad.
I've got a family:
Two dogs, and a dad.
So I ask you sincerely,
What it is I've done wrong
Thanks for the verse, though
in this excellent song...

Mary had a little lamb
and it got fired.

Little Bo' Peep, she lost her sheep
'cause it got fired.

Incy Wincy Spider climbed up the garden wall,
'cause it got fired.

Humpty Dumpty had a bad fall
And he got fired!

You're so fired,
you're so fired!
You're so fired,
you're so fired!

[No lyrics]

I'd love if my ex-boyfriends
Would stop getting with new girlfriends
And stay single forever
Just in case I change my mind

Woo taya
That one's a homewrecker
Woo tata
Look's like Woody Woopecker
Woo ta
Cause let me know when
So I can take you off my list of recyclable men

You wanna please
Please, you wanna let me know
When you have somebody
Somebody new
You wanna let me know, let me know when
So i can take you off my list of recyclable men

You wanna please
Please, you wanna let me know
When you have somebody
Somebody new
You wanna let me know, let me know fast
So i can take you off my list of recyclable ass

Snore snore snore snore snore,
and I don't care, 'cause it means you're right there.
You're a big fat bore bore bore bore bore,
and I don't mind, so long as you bore me all the time.
And I like the way you dress,
and I like you more first thing, when you look a mess.
And if there's one thing I'd change,
it'd be those eyes,
when I help you tell your lies.

And it's getting better.
I sleep well again, and now,
and I saw my successor yesterday,
and I smiled cause she looks like a cow.
But none of that matters,
'cause she's been your cow for a while.
So none of that matters,
'cause there's songs that she does that makes you smile.

Wake up, sleepyhead!

Hello there, I'm George Butler.
I'd like to begin with a fact.
A simple, yet shocking, fact.
We know that once a person is perverted,
it is practically impossible for that person
to adjust to normal attitudes in regards to -
FIGHT LIKE APES!

Hip-hop, belly-flop.
Every little schoolgirl wants to be in rock and roll.
Skinny folks and eye pokes.
Conversation, conversation, conversation, WOO!
Heat flop, karate rock.
Kobra kai, Kobra kai, cobra kai, bansai!
Clip-clop, belly-flop.
Every little schoolgirl wants to be in rock and roll.

Much of this material has been described as an illustrated, detailed course in perversion. They lack the moral standards and values of our Judeo-Christian heritage. I'm George Butler.
Hello there.

In only legs and a top, she's so sexy...(x8)
She's so sexy...