Cobra Feet Lyrics & Chords By Thunderbirds Are Now!

Make
believe
practicing to deceive
Fake
mirage
dressed up in camouflage
Crimes
Jail
posting all of your bail
Please
behave
roll around in your grave
yes it's a mess, but we're here to clean up
yes, i confess it's a mess we'll clean up
aghast
appalled
whatever it is called
erect
tall
like a good animal
ears
eyes
the last breath before it dies
teeth
blood
roll around in the mud
yes it's a mess but we're here to clean up
yes i confess it's a mess we'll clean up
who picks up the roadkill when it's dead?
who reads a book they can't comprehend?
why is blood blue, while we see red?
who understands a thing i just said
yes it's a mess, but we're here to clean up
yes, it's a mess, i promise we'll clean up