Mascot Fight - Play The Meathead Anthem

LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang

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Now conceptual and themed

Once ancient underground courtyards sinking out of sight

Play your king if theres not

A grey hair on his head and not a sole grey cell in it

The clientele have gone downhill

Punters complain as you brush past

So glad they made this bank a bar

Careful who you look in the eye

The meathead anthem's turned up high

They made the Post Office a pub

Divorcee queen lends a hand

When they fall in love, they're in love for a night

The gargled diction fails

Then they play like reverends

And scratch their backs against the concrete

Those people won't hold open doors

Politeness they seem to deplore

They should make this library a wine bar

Jobseekers is there to mis-spend

Slumped on the altar like bookends

Let's pray they make this church a club