Dumb Waiters

Give me all your paper ma

gimme all your jazz

give me something that i need

something i can have

mrs. londons coming round

she's coming with the sun

gimme all your paper ah

so i can get a gun

she's got it in for me

yeah i mean it honestly

she's so mean

give me all your paper ma

so i can buy a train

they just wanna suck you into being one of them

tell her that i'm not in here

tell her i'm a freak

tell her that i fall around every time i speak

she has got in for me

yeah i mean it honestly

i just scream

give me all your paper ma

so i can buy a train

i don't know how i got in here

it's driving me insane

have another cigarette

have another cigarette

in a room where lovers go

talking on the telephone

they've got it in for me

yeah i mean it honestly

they all dream

Dreaming...