Frank Gloss - In the Room lyrics

Gwash is the moon, he's the biggest in the room Gwash til the tomb heat frankin up for fumes Chief hit the loom, sew a sweater a cocoon A pressed vest for besting goons praise splash doubloons Out in June peddling melting tunes now settling Fettle off the sofas, just casting off clovers Gwash is the moon, he's the biggest in the room Biggest in the room Gwash is the sun, royal highness number one Gwash til we succumb to the petals, slumber gun Red dovers rolling over cliffs, next to dole to thrift Over, sift folders, dip dozers, sip colder whisky Get cranky on the frankie set bossy on the glossy Backseat dub desk or jalopy Gwash is the sun, royal highness number one Highness number one (outro skit) This is the future... this is the future... this is the future...