MC Escher Lyrics

Bob Dylan at the height of his fameGot asked the same question again and againIn a forest of microphones'Tell us, Bob, who really is Mr Jones?'Dylan replied: 'He's a pinboy, he als...Read Full Lyrics

I hate your famous gutsI know girls are sitting ducksI know you've got the bucksBut what gets me is you schmucksThink you can hit on any girl in the worldWithout denting your front...Read Full Lyrics

I'm sorry I fucked your best friend, Lucretia BorgiaThough we're frankly surprised you're appalledWe thought you'd be ecstaticTo see us so happyBeing your two closest friends and a...Read Full Lyrics

How to spot an invertAmongst the vertebrates:Good groomingA tidy bedroomNever marriedAnd working in the artsA bitchy sense of humourInordinately colourful scarvesLoose gesturesA wa...Read Full Lyrics

I'd like to thank everyoneI have ever slept withThis award I've wonIs really yoursYou helped with my careerEight or nine a yearTo me you're the real rising British starsI'd like to...Read Full Lyrics

I was created in the fleshpots of ArabyMy mother was the Emperor's secretaryMy father, a notorious libertineEscaped from Sodom and Gomorrah, the cities of the plainYou can read my ...Read Full Lyrics

(What are you wearing?)A little sweater, it's irridescentIt's got a geometric grid of little squaresMy legs are bareI will describe my underwearIt's warm against my hairSoft agains...Read Full Lyrics

I longed for her when I was just 18She was so pure to me I couldn't even picture her nudeAnd when she told me she didn't want to be my loverI cried for hours up on Carlton HillWhil...Read Full Lyrics

Miss X is now just an ex-loverAs time goes by it gets harder to remember why we splitAs I recall the reasons were all small and stupid:Miss X was doing horseMiss X wore shiny platf...Read Full Lyrics

The life of someone promiscuous is unfocused, unclearForgetting the crisp morning sunOn the face of the young belovedThe lines of her eyebrows so sharply definedLoving anyone else ...Read Full Lyrics