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Titolo: [Julian Cope /testo ] Don't Call Me Mark Chapman (x El Fahid)

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Don't Call Me Mark Chapman /Julian Cope ("Autogeddon" CD)
                      No shit, Sherlock
                      The gun is loaded + primed
                      No shit, Sherlock
                      I've had enough of your lies
                      I spent enough time
                      Without making a blunder
                      And I'll do it again 'till she dies
                      No shit, Sherlock
                      It's all going off in his hands
                      A deadly assassin, yeah
                      What will his money buy now?
                      Don't call me Mark Chapman
                      'Cause they deserve each other
                      And I'll do it again 'till she dies
                      (Spoken)
                      All night Barry Manilow playing loud over the
speaker system.
                      Just trying to drive the fucker out.
                      A waste of time - a man committed a mind
resolved
                      All night Barry Manilow - Mandy... Copa
Cobana
                      Just trying to drive the fucker out...
                      And as the sun does rise and Will Every
morning, so this
                      morning does this man know that he must leave
this festered
                      Ratmosphere.
                      He does not look back a the 2 bodies, no.
                      There is grace where before there was only
malignant anger,
                      And there is dignity in his New Up-right
Stride...
                      And with longing in his Longitude
                      And with attitude in his Latitude, the once
little man leaves the
                      chrome condo carbuncle + faces up to the
arresting officer,
                      Does Not Swerve in his arrival though 130
police automatics
                      point directly at his head...
                      And with a tacky sense of humour,
                      But with a True sense of the Moment, says;
                      "Don't call me Mark Chapman... 'cause they
deserve each
                      other
                      Don't call me Sirhan Sirhan... 'cause they
ain't Duran Duran
                      And I'll do it again 'till she dies."
                      I GOTTA WALK
                      Greedhead policestate
                      Admit your mistake
                      Paranoid
                      Paranoia
                      Here to go, baby
                      Here to beat Daddy
                      Here to catch a falling star
                      Save yourself some money
                      Run behind a taxi
                      Walk behind a funeral car.
                      Doomy doomy doomy
                      Yet I'm feelin' gloomy
                      Still I hate to screw my Ma...
                      I gotta walk - walk walk walk - gotta walk -
I'm hip... I'll walk

grandissimo testo...
BP
PS per chi non lo sapesse, Sirhan Sirhan e' l'assassino di Bob Kennedy