I think its a symptom of what happened a couple of years ago - the result being "you have been unintentionally consuming horse meat, hence the music
salad in your head"
He says he's a beautician and sells you nutrition
And keeps all your dead hair for making up underwear
Poor little Greenie, ooh-ooh
The Jean Genie lives on his back
Sunday night, Mr Farmer called, said:
"Listen son, you're wasting your time; there's a future for you
In the fire escape trade. Come up to town!"
But I remembered a voice from the past;
"Gambling only plays when you're winning"
I had to thank old Miss Mort for schooling a failure.
Keep them moving blades sharp.
I know what I like, and I like what I know;
Getting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show.
When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench,
I can always hear them talk.
Me, I'm just a lawnmower you can tell me by the way I walk.