Fall Interlude-chilinism Lyrics

The chiselers He is desperate Passed on The 9th richest,
bar none The chiselers He is short They are short The
stones are short Mr grumbly, with a white ferrari, is
short Giving you hard looks In the long long yeltsin
daysGet in touch They’re skint Relocation due for the
chiseler Dry hump, in the hip club Chiseler, chiseler,
you’re a godamn chiselerInternet The chiselers He is
desperate They are desparate One mad, bad, one mad The
arab in ChiselersHe is shortPink floyd are
short(internet)9th richest country in the world bar none
Dry hump, in the hip
clubBasicallyChiselersChiselersChiselersDry hump, in the hip clubI try to think like you do Act like you do Try to
dress like you do I thought I was youNow you turn around
Point your finger at me Say I’m chilinistY ou think I’m
the pits The chiselers are here And when they appear You
know I’ll disappear again The chisellers are there And
every where And now I’ll never come here again I think
like you doI act like you do I thought I was you I need
no persuasion You know what to say The process is clear
You are not happy I try to think like you do Dress like
you do I thought I was you Chiseler!