Doctor Randomercam - Lupus Stupor lyrics

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Doctor Randomercam - Lupus Stupor lyrics

Lupus Stupor That we didn't vote for Finally has been sunk Like the cancerous skunk That we always knew it was Such a supine coastline Leaves are on the grapevine This next drink's on me So long, Germany There's plenty more fish in the sea I was drunk and was not feeling well When I wired you that cash from Krakow Now I'm balancing the books and have to tell The Nigerian prince to back off We learned our lesson not to meddle in the centers Of population density Unless you're explicitly in it for the human slavery You f**in Circular Tricolore Veto this you ba*tards! How d'you like them plums? And so spoke the scum And the national income So take your Groupthought Cold War Shove it up your offshore holding company Have fun with your spreadsheets We'll be taking back the streets I was on my way to Dusseldorf When the train was hijacked by Isis We apologised and gave them jobs And it caused a financial crisis When your continent resembles a placenta Then it's time to cut the cord I would rather shoot my foot Than chop my head off with a sword Because your Shoehorned Eunicorn Turned out to be stillborn And it pierced your sleeve Why you make it breathe Still remains a mystery Because he's Cortisone Eurozone Clouded by Cologne With a thousand separate rules About terrorist abuse And all of them involve the Jews So I'll remain ...in the UK Inside a state in which democracy survives And so will you if you will learn And you can choose To take it on the chin next time you lose You f**in Labrador Troubadour Soph*moric Dinosaur Hiking up the price on everything Well I'm on a shoe string So kiss me on my sovereign ring You've got your Pseudo Trudeau In your Quasi-Swaziland Why d'you need us too? What d'you actually do? And why the f** do we need Eurosoap on a rope Bodyscanned and rotoscoped Soaked in quarantine Feeding the machine That produces magic beans Lucifer's Usurper Wouldn't touch it with yours Neither would these tools They'll make up some excuse And blame the whole shebang on Jupiter's Zookeeper Ganymede's back gardener Io's great outdoors All this can be yours I'll see you on Europa's shores