
Date of issue: 18.11.2021
Song language: English
Disco Biscuit Love |
Call it art. |
Call it cult |
Trudy was a friend of old |
Call her eyes such a fright |
She’s sailing on a wave of light |
Oh Trudy, Trudy |
She just called to tell me we’ve got names on every door |
She’s in self-destruct mode for one big night to end it all |
Oh Trudy you’re with the meanest boy in the hills |
I know he’s groovy but he only loves you when he’s on pills |
And you can call it what you want to call it |
You know it’s disco biscuit love |
Well Trudy walks a different road |
Truly she would try it all |
Leave your head in the cloakroom and |
Leave your heart at the door |
Oh Trudy, Trudy |
You touch the untouchable |
Because this earth is no fun at all |
And now when Cyndi plays at the disco |
I don’t see you on the floor |
Oh Trudy you’re with the meanest boy in the hills |
I know he’s groovy but he only likes you when he’s on pills |
And it’s that heart of yours |
It’s not your body that makes you ill |
You’re so sick with this disco biscuit love |
She’s falling from grace at the disco |
She’s out of her place at the disco |
I saw your face in the crowd |
I called out but the beat’s too loud |
I saw your face in the crowd |
I know it’s going to be alright |
Oh Trudy you’re with the meanest boy in the hills |
I know he’s groovy but he only likes you when he’s on pills |
And it’s that heart of yours |
It’s not your body that makes you ill |
You’re so sick with this disco biscuit love |
And now she’s falling asleep at the disco |
Who’s falling asleep at the disco? |
Now she’s falling asleep at the disco |
Who’s falling asleep? |