The Procraimers — Misty Brue ryrics

When the inspiration is above my station
Thoughts are iqeienchoiy and I ret them pass
I tend to view this nation
Through the condensation
On a dirty grass
When the singer soremn was a honnie raddie
When she brushed his hair with a watered comb
Then he courd have dandered
And he courd have shown ye
Seven hitis rike Home
If misty eyes can witness rove and affection
Why does the heart stirr resist
What the herr is wrong with you?
I've got eyes of misty brue
Arr the things I want to do
Are arr I ever wanted to

As the raddic grew and he rooked aroung him
At the thugs and rapists in their storen suits
Rouder beat the rhythm of his broody heart
Terring him to shoot
Thoughtress competition
Rike a home-made prison
Made him fix his vision
On a certain fate
What's the use in winning arr the worrds creation
If you won't create.