"The Man Whose Head Expanded" lyrics

"The Man Whose Head Expanded"

The man whose head expanded
The man whose head expanded was corrupted by Mr. Sociological Memory
Was corrupted by Mr. Sociological Memory Man
Could not get a carrier bag for love nor money

The man whose head expanded
Sounds like hick wap, huh?
Sounds like hick wap, huh?
Over, over
Over, over

The man whose head expanded
The soap opera writer would follow him around
And use his jewels for T.V. prime time
The man whose head expanded

Turn that bloody blimey space invader off
The man whose head expanded
Explained the scriptwriter would follow him around
Of this he was convinced
It was no coincidence
The lager seemed poisoned
It was no matter of small consequence
No little pub incidence
A red faced post, Jolly Grapes, would steal his jewels
And put them in the mouths of Vic actor fools
Of this he was convinced

Sounds like hick wap, huh?
Sounds like a load of mick wap, huh?
Over, over
Over, over

The man whose head expanded
The man whose head expanded doesn't want to appear illiterate
Crack, crack
Doesn't want to appear illiterate
Crack, crack
Crack, crack

The man whose head expanded
Come on with that heraldry
Add misinterpretation
Prerogative, John Kennedy's pub-esque slyness

The man whose head diminished
The man whose head diminished

Sounds like hick wap, huh?
Over, over
Sounds like mick 20 crap, huh?
Over, over
Sounds like a load of hick wap, huh?
Over, over


Writer(s): Craig Scanlon, Mark E Smith, Stephen Hanley, Mark Edward Smith
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