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Ray Wilko
Ray Wilko
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ray Wilko
Ray Wilko
Composer

Lyrics

Your face on the FACE It's the ultimate thing The soul's getting stolen by the paper king Lipstick on shirt He puts his hand under her skirt It's just a glam perversion Can't tell when it hurts Hypeople running around the stage Hypeople know about the fake The city's going mad as the band begins to play It kind of makes me sad when I hear what they say The actor slides to town He knows he's really well known He pays for the bill and then the waiter's got a crown Hypeople running around the stage Hypeople know about the fake Just do whatever you want You're sure you'll get the chant Your face on the FACE It's the ultimate thing The soul's getting stolen by the paper king Lipstick on shirt He puts his hand under her skirt It's just a glam perversion Can't tell when it hurts Hypeople running around the stage Hypeople know about the fake Just do whatever you want Cos you're sure you'll get the ultimate chant
Writer(s): Ray Wilko Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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