Fatima Mansions Shiny Happy People Lyrics

Ha ha ha, that's disgusting!
Here we f*ckin' go!

Bring out your dead, bring out your dead
We're gonna make 'em dance, give us cold cold head
Fill' em full of whisky, it'll bring 'em back to life
Just as well, I like 'em nice and tight
Streetlights flashing like the greatest little disco
[Whimbo, belch-o, slam-o, fist-o]
The grand parade is coming your way

Meet me in the crowd, I'll be yelling out loud
with a dick in every orifice, 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 f*ck 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 f*ck 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
'cos the government by well-spanked arses, closet queens ("Masturbate,
masturbate.") making it a crime to be gay

Shiny happy people holding hands
Shiny happy people holding hands
("Go f*ck yourself!")

f*ck your nuclear family
f*ck your passion for advertising
f*ck your show business
Most of all, f*ck 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")