Fly Garden Disco
Fly, why
Do you buzz in the sky
With your mates, in square shapes
Like you're trapped in crates
Invisible to the naked eye?
Is it the WiFi, why fly, why?
The way you dance, take a chance, delight me
But I'll make a stance:
Don't you fucking bite me
From high, up by
The conservatory roof
You don't want my blood
It's 40% proof;
I've been drinking wine, well it's been a long day
Don't make me preach
Or I'll reach for the fly spray
Soon
There's moon
And they drifted away
Well that's what flies do at the end of the day
In stranger shapes
On different axes
And some with their mum
In butterfly taxis.
Goodbye fly
You're pretty fly
For a fly.
Do you buzz in the sky
With your mates, in square shapes
Like you're trapped in crates
Invisible to the naked eye?
Is it the WiFi, why fly, why?
The way you dance, take a chance, delight me
But I'll make a stance:
Don't you fucking bite me
From high, up by
The conservatory roof
You don't want my blood
It's 40% proof;
I've been drinking wine, well it's been a long day
Don't make me preach
Or I'll reach for the fly spray
Soon
There's moon
And they drifted away
Well that's what flies do at the end of the day
In stranger shapes
On different axes
And some with their mum
In butterfly taxis.
Goodbye fly
You're pretty fly
For a fly.
