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Rock 'N' Roll Liquorice Flavour
Sleeper
Marc Riley - Vocals, Guitar
Eddie Fenn - Drums, Guitar, Piano
Phil Roberts - Bass, Vocals
Mark Tilton - Guitar
Simon Taylor - Guitar
With three hundred nippers, nothing but truckers
The Creepers are failed stadium rockers
Lowest speed with the Spanish flag
Orange trees and spotted flasks
Oh Mickey you're so fine
You're so fine you blow my mind
Hey Mickey
Hey Mickey
Man was turned out 4 AM
I was screwed and so were the men
Rocking hard, rocking scene and the cattle man's cattle as your cattle scream
Americans are all the same
Johnny Lennon and mind games
We did this, he said that
Wear Americano baseball caps
Pardon me, 2 AM Spanish girls meet UK men
Asked his name, then he told her treat her to a qualified dog on my shoulder
Oh mercy mercy my sea of keys like sucking lemons from a lemon tree
Lets go and stone that Doctor Death chasing donkeys to his dying breath
None of this we could see, the Daily Mirror has been lying to me
Oh Mickey you're so fine
You're so fine you blow my mind
Hey Mickey
Hey Mickey
I've always been a rocker, rarely a raver, all my records are liquorice flavour
On my guitar and half way smashed and I wouldn't play a gig in a plastercast
Get my guitar, some make like it
It's only rock 'n' roll that's the way I like it
Two damn nippers aiming shockers
Deep river stadium rockers
Well two thousand nippers aiming shockers
The Creepers are stadium rockers
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