Peter Walsh - Psoriatic lyrics

Neath the bougie a thimble rigger slyly rolls the pea Bye the bye the bye the bye Red is patchy Snows the silver Bye the bye the bye the bye Can't turn from a crotch in the darkness To turn to the valley of a king Ja-da ja-da ja-da ja-da Jing jing jing Wrapped in blankets Then in blankets Hear the germs pinging on the night wind Cross the west coast to the west coast to the west coast The angelus begins Eye for hand Dye y-et eye Bye-t the negro Come on s**er Anthrax jesus Sack of the-b Shawl for he-b No bye the bye Pulling out won't be slow Sorry baby b the needles Another night I gotta pull Muffle bye No bye the bye By the bye No bye the bye Neath the bougie a thimble rigger slyly rolls the pea Bye the bye the bye the bye Red is patchy Snows the silver Bye the bye the bye the bye Don't think it hasn't been fun because it hasn't Donje is Donje in the spring Ja-da ja-da ja-da ja-da Jing jing jing Here blankets Here come the blankets They plunge like rays Snapping down the night wind Cross the east coast to the east coast Scratch the air and blue burn The angelus begins Pulling out won't be slow Sorry baby Stuff the chancellor Dreamed he mans Gathered y-et Bye the bye No bye the bye Scaling comes scaling comes Red is patchy Snows the silver Another night I gotta pull Muffle bye No bye the bye Bye the bye No bye the bye