Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The World of Night, artist - Momus. Album song Akkordion, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 10.10.2019
Record label: American Patchwork
Song language: English
The World of Night |
One, two, testing, one two three |
I hate the world and world hates me |
I’ve got tats, I make gang signs |
Even when I don’t know what they mean |
I’m a gangster, I do drugs |
Obey all the laws, and I stay clean |
I’m so scared I lost my lunch |
Where’s your truncheon, Mr Punch? |
Never wear a colour cos a colour is gay |
Never wear yellow when there’s mustard grey |
Stay on the right side of the right |
Dress for the world, the world of night |
Where’s the flood, where’s the flood? |
Where’s the fucking riot, where’s the river of blood |
Where’s your truncheon, Mr Punch, hang about I’ve lost my lunch |
Dress like a robber and the robbers won’t strike |
Dress in black for the world of night |
Who’s got a whip? |
You’ve got a whip? |
I’ve got a whip stinging on my back |
We all stare, we’re all hard, we’re all their security guards |
Dress in fat in wobbly fat |
Tickled for the top with a whoosh |
You’re a tool, I’m a tool, we’re all tools for the fools by the pool |
We all stare, we’re all hard, we’re all their security guards |
Merge with the crowd, shout with the loud |
Don’t stand out, that’s not allowed |
Where’s the flood, where’s the flood? |
Where’s the fucking riot, where’s the river of blood |
Never wear a colour cos the colour is gay |
Never wear yellow when there’s mustard grey |
Stay on the right side of the right |
Dress for the world, the world of night |
Where’s the flood, where’s the flood? |
Where’s the fucking riot, where’s the river of blood |
Where’s your truncheon, Mr Punch, hang about I’ve lost my lunch |
I’m the baboon in the Mossad shades |
I’m the goon in the CIA |
Let’s all dress like the idiots attacking |
When all we’re the idiots under attack |
They’ve got prisons and I take two lumps |
Two lumps of the mud from the toxic dump |
I’m the goon in the CIA |
At the 11th Olympiad |
Never wear a colour, cos a colour is gay |
Never wear pink when there’s black and grey |
Stay on the right side of the right |
Dress for the world, the world of night |
Merge with the crowd, shout with the loud |
Don’t stand out, it’s a sin to be proud |
They’ve got prisons, I’ve got lumps |
Where’s your truncheon Mr Punch |