Full Fat lyrics
It's hard to see the light when the fridge door is closed.
Tip-Toe down the hall, open the door, found out that God is a small sausage roll. I fall and I crawl and I break and I'm dreaming of Avril Lavigne. Oh, Devil Eyes, Short skirt and thighs and I'm on my knees again. Santa Claus is green He's not caffeine free You want full fat Fill that limousine I got no cash card, no car, no money Adverts don't tell me what I need He's green and not caffeine free You want full fat Fill that limousine I got no cash card, no car, no money Yeah. Don't read directly into the sun And the skybox is rotting your brain They maintain your integrity for you Nothing more that you can do sometimes. I found the door, but my mind is naturally banana, I turn off the tv So I read a book about television I put on my shoes my coat My hat and try to leave the house But it's all to much coz the grass is so green So I run back inside and I turn on the screen
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