Lyrics Reacharound - Bell X1

Reacharound

Cute hoors on every corner
They’re putting out, putting out
And there’s many a kerb crawler
A boy racer
Fine young men with their spoilers spoiled
Hail fella, well met
Makin' V’s like Nixon
A comb over and sweat
Cute hoors in the corridors of power
Throwin' shapes, atin' grapes
The wink and elbow language of delight
Has been seduced by the dark side
We are the babies that they kissed
And ours is the flesh that they pressed
Yea they’re good for a reacharound
Always good for a reacharound
Oh they’re good for a reacharound
Always good for a reacharound
Cute hoors on every corner
They’re putting out, putting out
As with most things here
It’s hard to pin down
It sticks to your clothes, it’s airborne
It’s been long celebrated
As something to make us proud
All this movin' and shakin'
Envelopes so brown
Yea they’re good for a reacharound
Always good for a reacharound
Oh they’re good for a reacharound
Always good for a reacharound