Lyrics
Appears on:
Brute
Marc Riley - Vocals, Guitar
Eddie Fenn - Drums, Guitar, Piano
Phil Roberts - Bass
Mark Tilton - Guitar, Vocals
You're a brute, you are, by any other name
You northern guys you're all the same
Wire me fast, wire me slow
Wind me up and watch me go
Blow
Banged my head on the music box
Music box, shakin it black
Hit my face
Against the screen
Of the music box
Shakin it black
Saw zoot-suitors, trumpet-tooters
Sun-kissed shoulders of high-falluters
Sicky cake, sticky flies
Squealing guts
Piggy eyes
Okey-cokey
Smoky-smoky
Chokey-chokey
Pokey-pokey
When he was real young
He was real smart
When he was a kid
He had a go-cart
Hair greased back
Parted in the middle
He's got an Irish uncle who played the fiddle
Quasimodo, the DJ dodo
Couldn't have timed it better
They shake the hand that touched the man
Who went to never-never
Okey-cokey
Smoky-smoky
Chokey-chokey
Pokey-pokey
Okey-cokey
Smoky-smoky
Chokey-chokey
Pokey-pokey
You're a brute, you are, by any other name
You northern guys you're all the same
Wire me fast, wire me slow
Wind me up and watch me go
Blow (X5)
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