Happy Mondays - Performance Lyrics
One day he was admiring his reflectionin his favorite mirrorWhen he realised all too clearlywhat a freakin' old beasty man he wasWho is? you is, you is now sonI took to hiding, I took to hidingI took to hiding, hiding strange thingsI took to dribbling, we took to dribbing down my frontI starting running, I starting running on the spotPicture, picture, now i'm gonna eat yourPicture, picture, now i'm gonna eat yaWe're all food, your cakeWe're all the food, your weirdos' creamQuick quick, fast fast, quick quick, fast fastI took to dribbling, I took to dribbing down my frontYou took to hiding, you took to hiding strange thingsOne day she was touching her reflectionin her favorite mirrorwhen she relised all to clearlywhat a freakin' old weirdo she wasWho was? She was, she is...fast fast, quick quick, quick quick, fast fastShe took to hiding, she took to hiding strange thingsI took to dribbling, I took to dribbing down my front
