Cabbage – Fickle lyrics

I'm the ficklest fucker in town No fucker is more fickle around When I'm low, I'm beneath the ground Failing that, fuck all keeps the cabbage down I'm a fervent finger-tapper to sound If life was a barrel I'd drown Take perspective of what's around And be a sucker for all eyes brown I'm a human losing nonchalant snoozing, unable to finish owt bore I'm a filthy lying death defying alcy in a church and more No cabbage isn't cooked in a couplet Nor nurtured in a hamlet Love and sex at the click of my fingers? Clearly I did not understand it, plant Adhere, withstand it Coz the wind may change as you planned it Believe the cabbage catastrophe It bangs and it prangs through austerity You wanna fight your own disease Coz your mothers spread is on it's knees No worries chum you can feed my gums coz the rat race fumes are ours to breathe Send us back to their motherland of le Chou Le chou Le chou Le chou Le chou Le chou Le chou Le chou Le chou Le chou Le chou Le chou Le chou Well, I'm the ficklest fucker in town Explain Request ×

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