Lyrics Foxing – Slapstick

I walk around with a handglove
Shrugging my shoulders
Fucking up everything
And they won’t stop following me

Now hold open the door so I can fall in

So I’m on the floor with a halo
Face in the carpet
Laces in sheepshank
With a hyena cackle from Vishnu
Protection has ended
You pay up to no thanks
So you mock up an ad, gag a press pit
The weather’s the same if you’re born in ’46

Now hold open the door so I can fall in
Hold open the door so I can fall in
Hold open the door so I can fall in
Hold open the door so I can fall in

There’s no more sun and no more light shine through
There’s no more sun and no more light shine through

So I walk around with a handglove
Spoiled and ancient
Taking vacations
(No more sun and no more)
Always vacations
(Light shine through)

Now I’m on the floor with a halo

Would you hold open the door so I can fall in?
There’s no more sun and no more light shine through
Would you hold open the door so I can fall in?
There’s no more sun and no more light shine through
Hold open the door so I can fall in

Could you hold open the door so I can fall in?
No more light shine through
Just hold open the door so I can fall in