Champagne For Monkeys

Lying on the roof in my dirty overcoat
Drunker than the landlords wife
Spill the shoot shebang and they'll be gold and crusty brown
Another guard upon a ride, well

Let me know when it's time to go
Let me know when it's time to go

So he says he wants his girl in the family mode
Fuck me this monkeys gonna multiply
Let's care the drab maybe baby we'll be known
First night in bed with his virgin bride, well

Let me know when it's time to go
Let me know when it's time to go

So you think you know you think you know you know
Well with them dawned we'll wake with pride
Though at all like me and worth it's weight in gold
It's over now please let me lie

Well



Credits
Writer(s): Ian Ball, Benjamin Ottewell, Paul Blackburn, Thomas Gray, Oliver Peacock
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