Fight Like Apes Something Global
Language and insults
fall back to the plate,
You're running without
a greater plan of escape,
The suits out on the streets,
They're marching in pairs,
All dapper and toyboy
ties and purple flares,
And hooks are for whimps,
and choruses for gays,
So give me my hook,
they call out to the stage,
You're running like a preacher's hand caressing a,
feeling a, all the cleavage and tan,
Oh, give me my hook,
I know it might sound lame,
Do you like my new look?
Waistcoats are so today
So give me something special darling,
So I can skip around and flip around, then call it by a
name,
Something global, something real, something music kids
might steal,
Something different, something whoa, something trendy
at the mo,
Something retro, something cool, look for all the boys
to drool,
Give me my hook, give me my hook.
Magazines are so over-rated yeah,
And then try to tell you, try to to sell you,
What's new and what's now obsolete,
And they like their garish friends and yeah, they like
those indie gems and yeah,
They like whatevers cool or trend's gonna take those
copies off the shelf so,
Give me my hook,
I know it might sound lame
Do you like my new look?
Waistcoats are so today,
So give me something special darling,
So I can flip around and skip around, then call it by a
name,
Something global, something real, something music kids
might steal,
Something different, something whoa, something trendy
at the mo,
Something retro, something cool, look for all the boys
to drool,
Give me my hook, give me my hook.
We're Something global, something real, something music
kids might steal,
Something different, something whoa, something trendy
at the mo,
Something retro, something cool, look for all the boys
to drool,
Give me my hook, give me my hook.
