Salad ::: Diminished Clothes Lyrics
Its nautical with weirdos
The cinema stays dry
The underground its heroes
Theyre queueing up, my oh my
The polythene wigwam ritual
Shes got a blue bikini
Two kisses and youre captive
Like something from fred fellini
Chorus :
The need to play grew up with the admiring of those in diminished clothes
Theyre marching in defiant
They carry their flags on high
The military hatchet people
Are giving their battle cry
Theres latin sounds on sunday
With caramel crpes at large
We havent got a drift net
For happenings free of charge
Repeat chorus
