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Hell Called And They Want Mel Gibson Back
F*ck you back, Mel Gibson. ~John Winston Ono Lennon
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F*ck you back, Mel Gibson. ~John Winston Ono Lennon
Lyrics
Hell Called And They Want Mel Gibson Back
Everything you hear's a lie
Even that, and that's the truth
Everything I do or die
Everything I do for you
But people are so busy
They're moving on the morning shuffle
Down that railway track
And Hell Called And They Want Mel Gibson Back
Everything you see is staged
In a cage, to tell the truth
Simple Simon parsley sage
Betty Garfunkle to you
But people are so busy
They run like helter skelter
Though the maze they just can't crack
And Hell Called And They Want Mel Gibson Back
John did not deserve to die
But by now we think you do, Mel Gibson
Bla bla bla and that's the bridge
So go f*** yourself in hell you goddamned nazi
George, guitar
But people are so harried
They never hardly get the f*** ing time
To hang the sack
And Hell Called And They Want Mel Gibson Back
Brother Peter are you home?
We all miss you yes we do
Are you laying a zone?
Full of cobwebs and vermouth
But people are so flatulent
They never tell you what they meant
The Third Option's up your crack
And Hell Called And They Want Mel Gibson Back
Hell Called And They Want Mel Gibson Back
Hell Called And They Want Mel Gibson
Hell Called And They Want Mel Gibson
Hell Called And They Want Mel Gibson Back
Copyright 2012 ~ BEATLESEX
Everything you hear's a lie
Even that, and that's the truth
Everything I do or die
Everything I do for you
But people are so busy
They're moving on the morning shuffle
Down that railway track
And Hell Called And They Want Mel Gibson Back
Everything you see is staged
In a cage, to tell the truth
Simple Simon parsley sage
Betty Garfunkle to you
But people are so busy
They run like helter skelter
Though the maze they just can't crack
And Hell Called And They Want Mel Gibson Back
John did not deserve to die
But by now we think you do, Mel Gibson
Bla bla bla and that's the bridge
So go f*** yourself in hell you goddamned nazi
George, guitar
But people are so harried
They never hardly get the f*** ing time
To hang the sack
And Hell Called And They Want Mel Gibson Back
Brother Peter are you home?
We all miss you yes we do
Are you laying a zone?
Full of cobwebs and vermouth
But people are so flatulent
They never tell you what they meant
The Third Option's up your crack
And Hell Called And They Want Mel Gibson Back
Hell Called And They Want Mel Gibson Back
Hell Called And They Want Mel Gibson
Hell Called And They Want Mel Gibson
Hell Called And They Want Mel Gibson Back
Copyright 2012 ~ BEATLESEX
