Whipsnade ((B-side of "We Are The Pigs"))

Lyrics for Whipsnade ((B-side of "We Are The Pigs"))

We are only young, but we style our future with a cattle gun We are idle rich So, we smile for tomorrow with a bitch of an itch 'Cause when the fire light shocks like a cop shop pyre We'll jack the politics for premonition and fire And we'll move like Nuryev at night Oh, coast to coast Side to side Shines the light of fine enlightened minds Coast to coast We are only young But we style out future in the shadow of guns We are not idle rich So, we smile for tomorrow with a bitch of an itch 'Cause when the stylized kick of the filmstar whip Cracks down on the millions, cracks the kids on the hips We'll be moving like Nuryev at night, oh Oh, coast to coast Side to side Shines the light of fine enlightened minds Coast to coast Side to side Feel the steel that shines outside the blinds Coast to coast Side to side Blades engraved with babies' names while pylons hide the suicide Oh, coast to coast Side to side shines the light of fine enlightened minds Coast to coast side to side Feel the steel that shines outside the blinds Coast to coast Side to side Blades engraved with babies' names while pylons hide the suicide