A Tale of Apes 1

Lyrics for A Tale of Apes 1

Bells are cut on the way Bells are cut on the way Bells are cut on the way Bells are cut on the way Bells are cut on the way Bells are cut on the way Bells are cut on the way Bells are cut on the way The ape's lucky leather jacket has turned up in his seat And he's shouting out something about Stretching his breath to tear off A stainless steel lid onto a poor defenseless head mirror or else Hence, the intergalactic pressures have been altered accordingly The cosmic glove has been kicked from the outer space wall And then and only then does the nightclub's only spotlight Get to stuttering Now this here ape's new charger has now grown doubly thick So when unzipped, its twenty-odd-year- Old skin did reveal something sick Now this here ape's new charger has now grown doubly thick So when unzipped, its twenty-odd-year- Old skin did reveal something sick Enter the Rhythm Maker The nose is dead, dead, dead, dead The nose is dead, dead, dead, dead The nose is dead, dead, dead, dead And the crowd goes wild, and the crowd goes wild And the crowd goes wild and leaves a round of repeat And the crowd goes wild, cuts clean across your clenched teeth And the crowd goes wild and leaves a round of repeat And the crowd goes wild, cuts clean across your clenched teeth E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-M-G-I-S-C-M-P-P-Y Letting none of this life get by You're so tall and you're just beyond much goodbyes Letting none of this life get by You're so tall and you're just beyond much goodbyes Letting none of this life get by You're so tall and you're just beyond much goodbyes Letting none of this life get by You're so tall and you're just beyond much goodbyes Letting none of this life get by You're so tall and you're just beyond much goodbyes Not my body, not my soul, not my country Not my body, not my soul, not my country