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Said “hello” It don’t know That speaking in tongues deaf, licking gets red Like a sock and it was Feel like a chicken, act like a cock Now it’s all Dutch Gold Orange door hinge, temples grow tunnels The first mate sunburnt at stake Suffering sideways Ed Mordake Still it’s all Dutch Gold Orange door hinge, tunnels grow temples The last mate sunburnt at stake It’s like a hat for Ed Mordake And like a hat for Ed Mordake It’s like a hat for Ed Mordake And like a hat for Ed Mordake It’s like a hat for Ed Mordake And like a hat for Ed Mordake It’s like a hat for Ed Mordake Ed Mordake It said “hello” It was dead Letras de cancionesFeet on an armchair, sharing a head And headache two face Suffering front ways, Ed Mordake Again it’s all Dutch Gold Orange door hinge, temples grow tunnels It’s too late to be late It’s like a hat for Ed Mordake And like a hat for Ed Mordake It’s like a hat for Ed Mordake And like a hat for Ed Mordake It’s like a hat for Ed Mordake And like a hat for Ed Mordake It’s like a hat for Ed Mordake Ed Mordake Ah, oh, ah, oh, ah, oh, ah, oh Ah, oh, ah, oh, ah, oh, ah, oh Bleurgh, ah, ah, oh Bleurgh, ah, ah, oh Bleurgh, ah, ah, oh Bleurgh, ah, ah Patience now please Futon sleaze Blue is a bastard, acts like a tease It’s too late for Ricki Lake Talking all arse ways It’s too late Ah Patience now please Futon sleaze Blue is a bastard, acts like a tease It’s too late for Ricki Lake Talking all arse ways It’s too late And now it’s sad Dutch Gold Orange door hinge, temples grow tunnels Daily rake with Quentin Blake It’s like a hat for Ed Mordake And like a hat for Ed Mordake It’s like a hat for Ed Mordake And like a hat for Ed Mordake It’s like a hat for Ed Mordake And like a hat for Ed Mordake It’s like a hat for Ed Mordake And like a hat for Ed Mordake From Letras Mania