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King Crimson
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Indoor Games
Indoor fireworks amuse your kitchen staff Dusting plastic garlic plants They snigger in the draught When you ride through the parlour Wearing nothing but your armour- Playing indoor games.
One string puppet shows amuse Your sycophantic friends Who cheer your rancid recipes In fear they might offend, Whilst you loaf on your sofa Sporting falsies and a toga- Playing indoor games, indoor games.
Your mean teetotum spins arouse your seventh wife Who pats her sixty little skins And reinsures your life, Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Whilst you sulk in your sauna 'cos you lost your jigsaw corner- Playing indoor games, indoor games.
Each afternoon you train baboons to sing Or swim in purple perspex water wings. Come saturday jump hopper, chelsea brigade, High bender-trender it's all indoor games.
No ball bagatelle incites Your children to conspire, They slide across your frying pan And fertilize your fire; Still you and jones go madder Broken bones-broken ladder- Hey ho . . .
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