Ho-humdrum from Love Uprising by F.A.D
Tracklist
| 2. | Ho-humdrum | 9:43 |
Lyrics
2. Ho-Humdrum
Come down Zacheus, down from the crow’s nest,
Get up and run from this shitshow, crapfest,
Plumbing the depths, Jesus wept,
Dressed to the nines in his Sunday best vest,
Time to collect on love, death and taxes,
Flat on his back on the road to Damascus.
Too much time spent shaving your ears,
Too much money spent waxing your whiskers,
Mushroom tea by royal decree,
Grinding down the teeth and grinding up the gears,
Penny for your thoughts for the toll at the noise gate,
Off with his head on MDMAte mate.
Oompah, oompah, stick it up your jumper,
Speaking on the corner like a bath-tub-thumper,
thumbs-up, thumbs-down, dumb-down, clown-town,
In with a bang or out with a whimper,
Crypto, tell-tale, smug tittle tattler,
Snake in the grass like a rosary rattler.
Golly gosh Goliath, huge arse, pea-brain,
David a runt with the curse of sugar Cain,
Old fat, old hat,
Nothing else matters but the size of the wank stain,
R.I.P* [Rabbi, Iman, Priest] too big for your trousers,
If you’re not preaching peace then a plague on all your houses…
Love is the key to the puzzle the conundrum,
War is a beat on the ho ho humdrum,
Peace in, peace out, your round, my shout,
Holding back the tears while peeling the onion,
Layer after layer, so tantalising,
What we need is a love uprising.
Layer after layer so tantalising
Move to the groove of the Love Uprising
Jack and Jill still fetching water,
Out beyond the pale with the vicar’s daughter,
Jack took a trip, lost his grip,
Drunk as a lord and happy ever after,
Sneak-thief, klepto, craptomaniac,
Gurgling guru, lame-brain-drainiac.
Long road, barrelling, clown car, old crate,
old map, quarrelling, just ask someone, for fuck’s sake,
Burning rubber, rub a dub-dubber,
Gobstopper gurning with a trap full of clickbait,
Can’t trust a special like an old-time copper,
When you can’t find your way home.
Love is the key to the puzzle the conundrum,
War is a beat on the ho ho humdrum,
Peace in, peace out, your round, my shout,
Holding back the tears while peeling the onion,
Layer after layer, so tantalising,
What we need is a love uprising.
I dreamt there was peace in the garden
And a blossoming tree
I pray that your hearts never harden
In Gethsemane
I know you’ll be caught in the cross-hairs
Just like our brother John
They may say you’re a dreamer
You’re not the only one
Burning rubber, rub-a-dub-dubber
Plumbing the depths, Jesus wept
Mushroom tea by royal decree
thumbs-up, thumbs-down, dumb-down, clown-town,
Jack took a trip, lost his grip,
Old fat, old hat,
Peace in, peace out, your round, my shout,
Peace in, peace out, your round, my shout,
