Song | More Shopping (feat. Momus) |
Artist | Bran Van 3000 |
Album | Discosis |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Momus: | |
Moloch passed the message to the behemoth | |
Whose master passed it on to zebedee | |
It was sent by internet, by obscure protocols | |
To its recipient, the delicious miss gee | |
Miss gee : | |
It was early afternoon when your message came | |
I was slumped under the table, slightly cold | |
I didn't have a single stitch of clothing on | |
I was trembling but my trembling was controlled | |
I really can't recall who i was meant to be that day | |
I'm an actress, i play so many roles | |
But the script required miss gee | |
That's who i was meant to be | |
And i was just about to pick out her clothes | |
Momus : | |
When a crumpled paper ball | |
Hit the floor beside you | |
It made no sense at all | |
It said: | |
Both : | |
Bandy biwa krishnamurti | |
Pilgrim snorkel meat | |
Ipsum lorem dolor sit amet | |
Unix at the portal | |
Body type by letraset | |
Here at the epoch let us forget | |
Momus : | |
Grip my head and feel my pain | |
Imagine i'm the king of spain | |
Imagine i'm a weapon in your sheath | |
East is east and west is west | |
New york city to dunsinane | |
Miss gee : | |
Polly peachum creaming her mcheath | |
Momus : | |
In the sturgeon caviar | |
In the virgin mr mcpherson | |
In the rain the cloud | |
And in the cloud the rain | |
Green tea ice cream, wind dried duck | |
Did you ever meet a person hot to | |
Momus : | |
Forget it! shower in my shower | |
I'll soap you back and front | |
Take me by the hand and lead it to your | |
Miss gee : | |
Country cousins, kissing by the bridge | |
A babbling brook and a choc-a-bloc fridge | |
My favourite restaurant is yo below | |
So when we go, slip under the table and begin to | |
Momus : | |
Blow me down, gyoza, my favourite snack | |
Dip it in the soy sauce, slip it up your | |
Miss gee : | |
Crack goes the whip boys, crack kiss crack | |
Miss gee has a whip and she'll stick it in your | |
Momus : | |
Ask no questions, i'll tell you no lies | |
It isn't exclusively all about size | |
But did you ever see a rock star doing up his | |
Miss gee : | |
Flies are a nuisance, bees are worse | |
If you owe a girl money, put it in her | |
Momus : | |
Purse my lips, touch me there with a feather | |
Better take an umbrella, what terrible weather | |
Miss gee : | |
Or we might get wet | |
And we wouldn't want that | |
Would we | |
Momus : | |
By many names i've been known | |
Gil martin, also don van vliet | |
Giovanni, mantovani, barry manilow | |
I could go on | |
Miss gee : | |
Please do | |
Momus : | |
Super lovers jesus christ | |
Coming once and coming twice | |
In a paper cup | |
In my hammock samovar | |
I'm a caballero erojiji | |
Gaugin eating out tahiti | |
Near as damn it, no cigar | |
Very kimochi |
Momus: | |
Moloch passed the message to the behemoth | |
Whose master passed it on to zebedee | |
It was sent by internet, by obscure protocols | |
To its recipient, the delicious miss gee | |
Miss gee : | |
It was early afternoon when your message came | |
I was slumped under the table, slightly cold | |
I didn' t have a single stitch of clothing on | |
I was trembling but my trembling was controlled | |
I really can' t recall who i was meant to be that day | |
I' m an actress, i play so many roles | |
But the script required miss gee | |
That' s who i was meant to be | |
And i was just about to pick out her clothes | |
Momus : | |
When a crumpled paper ball | |
Hit the floor beside you | |
It made no sense at all | |
It said: | |
Both : | |
Bandy biwa krishnamurti | |
Pilgrim snorkel meat | |
Ipsum lorem dolor sit amet | |
Unix at the portal | |
Body type by letraset | |
Here at the epoch let us forget | |
Momus : | |
Grip my head and feel my pain | |
Imagine i' m the king of spain | |
Imagine i' m a weapon in your sheath | |
East is east and west is west | |
New york city to dunsinane | |
Miss gee : | |
Polly peachum creaming her mcheath | |
Momus : | |
In the sturgeon caviar | |
In the virgin mr mcpherson | |
In the rain the cloud | |
And in the cloud the rain | |
Green tea ice cream, wind dried duck | |
Did you ever meet a person hot to | |
Momus : | |
Forget it! shower in my shower | |
I' ll soap you back and front | |
Take me by the hand and lead it to your | |
Miss gee : | |
Country cousins, kissing by the bridge | |
A babbling brook and a chocabloc fridge | |
My favourite restaurant is yo below | |
So when we go, slip under the table and begin to | |
Momus : | |
Blow me down, gyoza, my favourite snack | |
Dip it in the soy sauce, slip it up your | |
Miss gee : | |
Crack goes the whip boys, crack kiss crack | |
Miss gee has a whip and she' ll stick it in your | |
Momus : | |
Ask no questions, i' ll tell you no lies | |
It isn' t exclusively all about size | |
But did you ever see a rock star doing up his | |
Miss gee : | |
Flies are a nuisance, bees are worse | |
If you owe a girl money, put it in her | |
Momus : | |
Purse my lips, touch me there with a feather | |
Better take an umbrella, what terrible weather | |
Miss gee : | |
Or we might get wet | |
And we wouldn' t want that | |
Would we | |
Momus : | |
By many names i' ve been known | |
Gil martin, also don van vliet | |
Giovanni, mantovani, barry manilow | |
I could go on | |
Miss gee : | |
Please do | |
Momus : | |
Super lovers jesus christ | |
Coming once and coming twice | |
In a paper cup | |
In my hammock samovar | |
I' m a caballero erojiji | |
Gaugin eating out tahiti | |
Near as damn it, no cigar | |
Very kimochi |
Momus: | |
Moloch passed the message to the behemoth | |
Whose master passed it on to zebedee | |
It was sent by internet, by obscure protocols | |
To its recipient, the delicious miss gee | |
Miss gee : | |
It was early afternoon when your message came | |
I was slumped under the table, slightly cold | |
I didn' t have a single stitch of clothing on | |
I was trembling but my trembling was controlled | |
I really can' t recall who i was meant to be that day | |
I' m an actress, i play so many roles | |
But the script required miss gee | |
That' s who i was meant to be | |
And i was just about to pick out her clothes | |
Momus : | |
When a crumpled paper ball | |
Hit the floor beside you | |
It made no sense at all | |
It said: | |
Both : | |
Bandy biwa krishnamurti | |
Pilgrim snorkel meat | |
Ipsum lorem dolor sit amet | |
Unix at the portal | |
Body type by letraset | |
Here at the epoch let us forget | |
Momus : | |
Grip my head and feel my pain | |
Imagine i' m the king of spain | |
Imagine i' m a weapon in your sheath | |
East is east and west is west | |
New york city to dunsinane | |
Miss gee : | |
Polly peachum creaming her mcheath | |
Momus : | |
In the sturgeon caviar | |
In the virgin mr mcpherson | |
In the rain the cloud | |
And in the cloud the rain | |
Green tea ice cream, wind dried duck | |
Did you ever meet a person hot to | |
Momus : | |
Forget it! shower in my shower | |
I' ll soap you back and front | |
Take me by the hand and lead it to your | |
Miss gee : | |
Country cousins, kissing by the bridge | |
A babbling brook and a chocabloc fridge | |
My favourite restaurant is yo below | |
So when we go, slip under the table and begin to | |
Momus : | |
Blow me down, gyoza, my favourite snack | |
Dip it in the soy sauce, slip it up your | |
Miss gee : | |
Crack goes the whip boys, crack kiss crack | |
Miss gee has a whip and she' ll stick it in your | |
Momus : | |
Ask no questions, i' ll tell you no lies | |
It isn' t exclusively all about size | |
But did you ever see a rock star doing up his | |
Miss gee : | |
Flies are a nuisance, bees are worse | |
If you owe a girl money, put it in her | |
Momus : | |
Purse my lips, touch me there with a feather | |
Better take an umbrella, what terrible weather | |
Miss gee : | |
Or we might get wet | |
And we wouldn' t want that | |
Would we | |
Momus : | |
By many names i' ve been known | |
Gil martin, also don van vliet | |
Giovanni, mantovani, barry manilow | |
I could go on | |
Miss gee : | |
Please do | |
Momus : | |
Super lovers jesus christ | |
Coming once and coming twice | |
In a paper cup | |
In my hammock samovar | |
I' m a caballero erojiji | |
Gaugin eating out tahiti | |
Near as damn it, no cigar | |
Very kimochi |