paroles de chanson Funk Pop a Roll - XTC
Funk
pop
a
roll
beats
up
my
soul
Oozing
like
napalm
from
the
speakers
and
grill
Of
your
radio
Into
the
mouths
of
babes
And
across
the
backs
of
its
willing
slaves
Funk
pop
a
roll
consumes
you
whole
Gulping
in
your
opium
so
copiously
from
a
disco
Everything
you
eat
is
waste
But
swallowing
is
easy
when
it
has
no
taste
They
can
fix
you
rabbits
up
With
your
musical
feed
They
can
fix
you
rabbits
up
Big
money
selling
you
stuff
that
you
do
not
need
Funk
pop
a
roll
for
fish
in
shoals
Music
by
the
yard
for
the
children
they
keep
Like
poseable
dolls
The
young
to
them
are
mistakes
Who
only
want
bread
but
they′re
force-fed
cake
Funk
pop
a
roll
the
only
goal
The
music
business
is
a
hammer
to
keep
You
pegs
in
your
holes
But
please
don't
listen
to
me
I′ve
already
been
poisoned
by
this
industry!
Funk
pop
a
roll
beats
up
my
soul
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