Mic Mak Mok

by Julian Cope

From the album: Fried

Duration: 4:47

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Lyrics for Mic Mak Mok

Mantra, mantra, I heard it in the world today Mantra, mantra, but there is nothing to say I heard it cross the airwaves and it headed for my brain I felt it passing through me and it's driving me insane Maybe I should travel seeking solace in a car But I was busy trying to hide my madness in a jar And I was running faster seeking shelter from the little swimming man The little swimming man is just swimming in my little swimming pool But I was lighting fires in the basement of my brain And we were changing faces seeking shelter from the same Maybe we should panic, maybe run a little hard But maybe we can kill ourselves and fill ourselves with lard And I'll sing Mic mac moc moc moc Hurdle-hurdle-hurdle-hurdle-zing zang Mic mac moc moc moc Hurdle-hurdle-hurdle-hurdle-zing zang Mic mac moc moc moc Hurdle-hurdle-hurdle-hurdle-zing zang Mic mac moc moc moc Hurdle-hurdle-hurdle-hurdle-zing zang So if you come a-raiding in the corners of your mind I'll be in the bear cage with spears in my side Worry, worry, worry, I was tired and battle-torn But I was pacing messy, I was singing up a storm And I'll sing Mic mac moc moc moc Hurdle-hurdle-hurdle-hurdle-zing zang Mic mac moc moc moc Hurdle-hurdle-hurdle-hurdle-zing zang Mic mac moc moc moc Hurdle-hurdle-hurdle-hurdle-zing zang Mic mac moc moc moc Hurdle-hurdle-hurdle-hurdle-zing zang Yeah Mic mac Mic, mic, mic mac moc Moc, moc, moc Mic, mic, mic mac moc moc moc

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