The Fall - Brillo De Facto

He got no man go straight
Brillo chin in kitchen
Put a dunce shed
To kick himself a a celestial
Sorry tiny tears of bling
We all know where he came from

Check this out loves him

Brillo chin brillo chin
The Kennedy the Kennedy
I asked her he's here
I wanna tell how pale he is
I said he's got no legs
He got no man got no de facto plan

Brillo chin brillo chin
Got no plan little elf

Tales of Brillo face down
And the asphyxiation of the
Troll will finally be
All salute at the altar of filo pastry
At the altar of Kennedy, John victim
In Victoria Station monty
The James Fennings and the infants
To suckle him

Written by:
Keiron Melling, Mark Smith, Peter Greenway, David Antony Spurr

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