Brillo De Facto - The Fall

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