"Anti Warhole On The Dancefloor" lyrics

"Anti Warhole On The Dancefloor"

Hanzel & Gretel, we'll imagine as hi-di-hi
Hanzel & special, check who has made the act
I'm feeling like a bong tree
I'm feeling like a bong, bong drug
I'm feeling like a cock in a tree
Feeling like a cock in a country

Shake your feet to your band of me
Shake your feet to the bong-bongs
Shake your feet to the bongles
Shake your feet to the bangles

Anti warhole on the dance floor
Andy Warhol on the dance floor
Anti warhole on the dance floor
Andy Warhol on the dance floor

Hanzel & Gretel gone have another tidy high
Got 'em feeling like a bong tree
Feeling like a cock on your country
It's a fantastic stash, such a fantastic stash
It's a fantastic stash, don't take them away

Don't take them away, beating the bongo tree
Beating the bongo's... (Shake it)

Anti warhole on the dance floor
Andy Warhol on the dance floor
Anti warhole on the dance floor
Andy Warhol on the dance floor

Should be beating the bongo tree
Listen to the beat of the bongo tree
Shake your feet to the bongles (Shake)...

Anti warhole on the dance floor
Andy Warhol on the dance floor
Anti warhole on the dance floor
Andy Warhol on the dance floor (Shake)
...


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