Shiny Happy People Lyrics

Bring out your dead , bring out your dead We're gonna make 'em dance, give 'em cold cold head Fill' em full of whisky, it'll bring 'em back to life Just as well, I like 'em nice and tight Streetlight flashing like the greatest little disco Whimbo, belch-o, slam-bo, fist-o Grant raid is coming your way Meet me in the crowd, I'll be yelling out loud With a dick in every yard, this'll pummel them around With a 6-6-6 and a do-what-thou-wilt Though no body fluids are gonna be spilt You look like the type who likes to suck a big pipe Tonight could be your night if you play your cards right Shiny happy people holding hands Yes, that is correct, that's what we are seeing Shiny happy people holding hands <"Go fuck yourself!"> Mummy , when you shoot up, dear, Do not spew up, dear, in baby's face here Give him a few beers to dry his wee tears And if his dad hears, he'll fuck you both, dear Zeebrugge, '87, mass murder Campaign contribution that goes no further Innocent people lost their lives for the killer's profit and another five Give a government by well-spanked dumb closet queens <"Masturbate, Masturbate."> making it a crime to be gay Shiny happy people holding hands Shiny happy people holding hands> <"Go fuck yourself!"> Fuck your nuclear family / Fuck your capital advertising Fuck your show business / Most of all fuck your show business Shiny happy people holding hands Shiny happy people holding hands I must be blind, I can't see them Shiny happy people holding hands Shiny happy people holding hands <"Masturbate, masturbate">