Lyrics Showstop Hip Hop - The High Llamas

Showstop Hip Hop

Quarterly dip, a century slip
Save your shock, the last old lot
Were never this bad, some of them had
Crude oil lighters, tipsy writers
Showstop hip hop, drifting on the dial
Pretend weekend, lost the final mile
Drifting on the dial, drifting on the dial
It’s got to be, a B road for me
Sold the truck, fix this one up
Words come in three, the sound is at sea
Christmas hitlist, scared half witless
Showstop hip hop, drifting on the dial
Pretend weekend, lost the final mile
Drifting on the dial, drifting on the dial
Finding what fits, and loading on bits
Shaky convert plods in new work
End of a lease, a building at peace
Skipful no waste, spiral staircase
Showstop hip hop, drifting on the dial
Pretend weekend, lost the final mile
Drifting on the dial, drifting on the dial