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Hunters And Collectors Blind Snake Sundae (6 10) Here are the song lyrics for Blind Snake Sundae (6 10) by Hunters And Collectors. For more excellent Hunters And Collectors lyrics, run a search! I hear a little voice And it comes whinging in over the sea of a thousand fat faces The little voice whinges for something loud and heavy A little line of beer running down his chinny-chin Oh my god what a fat little skin And I smell something cooking Something soft, something sweet Something completely ridiculous In the beginning was the word It come to scrape away the shell-shock And I says shake it, shake it, shake it For another five minutes And we are blowing it up like shell-shock And to this fabulous waste Come and deliver yourselves I says come and eat up something Deliver yourselves With wet cherries on a Blind Snake Sundae And to this fabulous waste Come and deliver yourself Oh come and leave all your food lying down in the dust And listen to the Cook-House rock I said listen to the Cook-House rock Listen to it, listen to it, listen Listen to the Cook-House rock I hear another little voice, same as before Except a little bit poorer and wasted Whinging for something loud By god you're fat boy, fat Beer dribbling down your weak little chin I will not let you in And yes, again I smell something cooking Something small and weak And completely ridiculous And to this fabulous waste Come and deliver yourselves I says come and clean up something Deliver yourself With a wet cherry on a Blind Snake Sundae And to this fabulous waste Come and deliver yourself I says leave all your food lying down in the dust And listen to the Cook-House rock I says listen to the Cook-House rock Listen to it, listen to it, listen
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