Song parody of
West Ryder Silver Bullet
by Kasabian
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Then I went down into the basement
Where my friend the maniac busies himself with his electronic graffiti
Finally his language touches me
Because he talks to the part of us
Which insists on drawing profiles on prison walls.
In that moment poetry will be made by everyone
And there will be emu's in the zone
Mist covers the ground
In the city
Engine rumbles quiet
As we drift by
I wish you could see it
Through my crooked eye
Oh your beauty
Plays me just like a guitar string (it's so true)
I want your touch
Oh how I want you far too much
She my baby
He's my baby
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Days drift into one
It's so pretty
Traveling Wilbury's, Polly's photo fits
And this stolen car
Is loaded with junk
It's so dirty
He'll be the death of me
But that's ok
I want your touch
Oh how I want you far too much
She my baby
He's my baby
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Then I went down into the basement
Where my friend the maniac busies himself with his electronic graffiti
Finally his language touches me
Because he talks to the part of us
Which insists on drawing profiles on prison walls.
In that moment poetry will be made by everyone
And there will be emu's in the zone
Mist covers the ground
In the city
Engine rumbles quiet
As we drift by
I wish you could see it
Through my crooked eye
Oh your beauty
Plays me just like a guitar string (it's so true)
I want your touch
Oh how I want you far too much
She my baby
He's my baby
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Days drift into one
It's so pretty
Traveling Wilbury's, Polly's photo fits
And this stolen car
Is loaded with junk
It's so dirty
He'll be the death of me
But that's ok
I want your touch
Oh how I want you far too much
She my baby
He's my baby
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
