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Everything Everything

Big Game

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© Compiler: Anton Gavzov (

Lyrics and Music by Everything Everything, James Ford

You think it’s new,
But it is not new.
I cannot wait
To see the look
On your face.
‘Cause someone’s gonna prick that bovine balloon
Wrinkled little boxing glove.
Someone’s gonna tell you, “No, you can’t,”
And I think you might explode.

You think we’re fooled,
But we are not fooled.
You think it’s hard,
But you’re doing the easiest
And someone’s gonna burst your blood-blubber head,
Even little children see through you.
Someone’s gonna pull your big trousers down,
And I think you might explode.

So go home
And squat in the basement now,
Sing me a song from your dead-eyed scroll,
Witless and rank as a fat-filled hole.
I’m tired and you are ridiculous,
God for a clown and a clown for a pig,
Ever so small but you think it’s big,
I know!

You are ridiculous,
Rubbery legs gonna march all night,
Tell me again ‘cause it makes me smile.
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