On A Friday - I'm Coming Up lyrics

Shoot it down… oh yeah He's got a little something Start hanging for the wall Dreaming about a something He's nothing at all We'll put him on the TV And make him glossy videos You can smile for the goodies Appear on breakfast shows Alright boys, come on boys, alright boys Hey, whoa, I'm climbing up a great bloody hill Hey, whoa, I'm climbing up, I'm climbing up, I'm climbing up Everything is grooving, but everything ain't good Know why I'm lying So misunderstood He's got a little something Say the radio man Yes he's got a little something Say mister producer man Mmm, do you wanna buy a book If we scream at the girls You haven't got a clue What it means, to be living in a horrible evil little world Come boys, yeah Hey, whoa, I'm climbing up a great bloody hill Hey, whoa, I'm climbing up, I'm climbing up, I'm climbing up Everything is grooving, but everything ain't good Know why I'm lying So misunderstood Hey, whoa, I'm climbing up a great bloody hill Hey, whoa, I'm climbing up, I'm climbing up, I'm climbing up Everything is grooving, but everything ain't good Know why I'm lying So misunderstood