Gluefoot Songtext / Lyric

Cross my heart and cross my eyes

Stick a needle in my thigh

Drop kick my unscrewed lid

And fiddle fiddle fiddle fiddle fiddle with what's inside



A rusty mass of machinations

Still I'm vying for the right vaccination



I make a masterful selection like Louis Pasteur

Certain I've found at least a temporary cure

If there's one thing I've learned in this chemical world

It's very very very very very little is pure






My gluefoot sticks, I wrestle with it

I try to skedaddle but my gluefoot is fixed



If they'd give me a shovel in this communication age

Maybe I'd have kept my mouth shut and done something today

I want to blame democracy and it's inherent lies

I want to blame my heritage for my leisurely demise



Everybody wants to wear the cleats

Everybody wants to be Dominique

I want to be someone separate from me

I want to have a sustained feeling



My gluefoot sticks, I wrestle with it

I try to skidaddle but my gluefoot is fixed