Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lollipop, artist - The Hidden Cameras. Date of issue: 13.08.2006
Song language: English
Lollipop |
| In the name of callous talk: |
| This unborn age has reached its botch |
| Lollipop, Lollipop |
| Mouth of salivatng froth, thy stomach does as stomach wants, contagious every |
| single suck, the flavour takes it, takes its time |
| Lollipop, Lollipop |
| Can’t contain the nervousness that creeps into the loins of us. |
| Our fate |
| concieved of block by block and word for word we walk the talk, hapless, |
| every single one of us, we favour this in the ways that we waver |
| Lollipop, Lollipop |
| Hazing is punch or be punched, we whimper what we have not fought, |
| the body bruised, our fingers fraught, we want the lollipops to be our bread |
| and bacon, in out blood and our bones, our brothers to be naked with, terrify, |
| although our words will be vacant, in the name of talk and this godless |
| creation |
| Lollipop, Lollipop |
| Turning into sap |
| The incredulous man |
| Stumbles as he glances back |
| The harrowing way |
| Lollipop, Lollipop, Lollipop, Lollipop |
| Face concealed by camera watch with sweaty paws and a stomach knotted by |
| thoughts of lollipops, stick into a hot sticky mass in the pockets of the pants |
| worn leaving the shop, with a skip and a hop, what a bim what a bop, |
| what a bim what a bop what a bim, what a bop, bop pop |
| Lollipop, Lollipop, Lollipop, Lollipop |
| He’s taken in hand |
| Led by his favourite band |
| Mumbles as he dances |
| In a crumbling gang |
| Lollipop, Lollipop, Lollipop, Lollipop |
| Thunder shakes our nerves to pulp, we gather in a parking lot, our loot spread |
| out, an even glop, our eyes welled up with tears of want, in tandem every |
| single one of us, in this hapless condition that we made ourselves, |
| in a sugar-rush, our bodies drop, oh our bodies drop, when the rhythm stops, |
| when the rhythm stops, oh when the rhythm stops, when the rhythm stops STOP! |