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Cannonball

Album: The Victorian English Gentlemens Club Durasi: 7:02

A soundbite now is what you get

An infidelity here you'll soon forget

And she has got a body but she's not very tall

And she can knock 'em back like a cannonball

Cannonball

Cannonball

She looks good here but she's lost in the city

She stands next to girls who are not very pretty

And she has got a body for hanging clothes

And she can knock 'em back like a cannonball

Cannonball

Cannonball

She works in a bar in the middle of the city

She doesn't do her art, oh what a pity

She looks good here but she's lost in the city

And she can knock 'em back like a cannonball

Cannonball

Cannonball

Cannonball

Cannonball

On top up now is what she got

And a shake from her boy in which she shook

As she trots home on the soles of her feet

He knows she can take 'em like a cannonball

Cannonball

Cannonball

A trade in solution is what you need

As the rain hits the pavement splatches grazes on her knees

She has got a body but she's not very clean

And she can knock 'em back like a cannonball

Cannonball

Cannonball

Cannonball

Cannonball

A soundbite now is what you get

An infidelity here you'll soon forget

She has got a body but she's not very tall

And she can knock 'em back like a cannonball

She works in a bar in the middle of the city

She doesn't do her art, oh what a pity

She looks good here but she's lost in the city

And she can knock 'em back like a cannonball

Cannonball

Cannonball

Cannonball

Cannonball

She should sign on, she should sign on

She should get dressed, she should get dressed

Dropping coloured species to a faceless skull

The muskers and their jewellery they jingle jangle round

Sweeping and a-bleaching they make their way home

There's something happening somewhere I say hello and goodbye

Give the sign of good

Dance

She should sign on, she should sign on

She should get dressed, she should get dressed

She should sign on, she should sign on

She should make us feel happier

Dropping coloured species to a faceless skull

Tripping over their shoes as they glide across the floor

Dipping into small purse as they rush to find the bar

There's something happening somewhere I say hello and goodbye

The coin is in the air on this

Hey

Give the sign of good

Dance

She should sign on, she should sign on