Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lady Fancy Knickers, artist - Momus. Date of issue: 18.07.2021
Song language: English
Lady Fancy Knickers |
| Lady Fancy Knickers |
| Gee up, ya ya! |
| Dressed in your post-office skirt |
| Ditch the lifeswitch grandpa |
| Gee up, ya ya! |
| And his long, long evenings at the carpet warehouse |
| I wish that I could say to you |
| The things I’ve got to say to you |
| Instead I find my head is filled for hours |
| With wooden sweets and sellotape |
| With Scotch tape and electric tape |
| And insulating tape made out of flowers |
| I want a new theory of everything |
| A tub of custard, a manky carpet and a piece of string |
| Junior Soleil’s code of honour |
| Self-Portrait of Luther being played by the devil as a pair of bagpipes |
| Lady Fancy Knickers |
| Gee up, ya ya |
| Spooky foxgloves at the pink pine igloo |
| The etiquette of public information display |
| New games prefigure new societies |
| I wish I could I could be liege to you |
| Instead of laying siege to you |
| You know that you’re outnumbered, on the run |
| In the locker at the train station |
| I read your letter ending |
| 'If you love me, love me totally for fun' |
| Lady Fancy Knickers |
| Claytones on Sun Mountain ring for you |
| A culture critic with a pot of glue |
| Make a cup of tea |
| Listen to the three |
| Lefthanded mongol horsemen on the radio |
| The first day of the siege |
| We dressed the men in white |
| The second day we made scarlet costumes in the night |
| If you resist the third the city’s going to fall |
| Black is what we’ll wear when we come to kill you all |