Monday, April 4, 2011

Extra Credit Animal Farm


Animal Farm

Say you'll come with me
It'll do you no harm
I know that you'll like it
On animal farm

Beware of the stress signs
The body's alarm
Two weeks ought to cure it
On animal farm

(Get down, get down, get down, get down ,get down, get down, down, down, down, down, down)

Thereis the peace of the quiet and the country air
Your attitude changes
You begin to care
A curb on excess is encouraged by nurses
And the urge to remonstrate is stifled when your dinner plate is gone

Don't let it deter you
Switch on the charm
The inmates will love you
On animal, on animal, on animal farm

(Get down, get down, get down, get down, get down, get down,down, down, down, down, down)

There is the peace of the quiet and the country air
Your attitude changes
You begin to care
A curb on excess is encouraged by nurses
And the urge to remonstrate is stifled when your dinner plate is gone

Don't let it deter you
Switch on the charm
The inmates will love you
On animal farm

Say you'll come with me
It'll do you no harm
I know that you'll like it
On animal farm
I know that you'll love it
On animal farm
I know that you'll like it

On animal farm

Newsworth
(Newsworth)
So tell me
(Newsworth)
What's really news after all
The king broke a string, did that warrant five curtain calls

(Newsworth)
Excuse me
(Newsworth)
Your news has taken a dive
The artists are gone
Now who is the fastest alive

Your pretence is there
But your envy's showing its face
You dropped your guitar
The ball point's taking its place
Your ego suffered a blow
When your idol showed his disdain
You say that you're unbiased well you must think that we're green

(Newsworth)
I've heard that
(Newsworth)
A newsworth lives in his pen
May I suggest
It's likely that he lives in one then

(Newsworth)
What happens
(Newsworth)
After you lie down at night
In your case the lying's not reclining you can lie best upright

We quite understand
You can't always be kind

Please take extra care
And think before you malign

You've come a long way
Since the broom and the tea bag days

So drop the Sunday paper stuff
One page of ads is one too much
When it comes to slagging, we play rough

Did you think we were green

Well we're not

You're a
(Newsworth)
You're a
(Newsworth)
You're a
(Newsworth)

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