sir bobby jukebox – kung fu buffet lyrics
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in an old abandoned studio
with nothing to say
i saw your golden boy obsessing over match of the day
but i got the four+track fixed
made a new list of games
i’m unraveling the plastic of a c+88
but i’ll only sing “la la+la+la+la la”
i’ve heard that nothing rhymes with “treachery”
i know plenty rhymes with “pray”
wish i had other things to think about on my birthday
but if it’s true byzantium is burning, then go buy a bouquet
and i’ll meet you for a cuddle at the kung fu buffet
but i wanna know where, oh where do the dreams go?
la la+la+la+la la
no, i never know what things to say when i’m on my own
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