Flies - The Vets

I’ve nowhere to hide with my eyes on the ground

With who’s on my side or where will I be found?

It’s a red light line up with the girls of all ages

Hooked under the armpits of the Yellow Pages

Limited stencil on the bacon slicer

You bang in a nail, and they’ll cut you finer

You shove in a leg, and she gives a faint sigh

The clock on the wall says, it’s time to fly

It’s time to fly, fly, fly

Eleven have died at the film matinee

Cos' they’ve nowhere to hide with complete anatomy

It’s a red light line up with the girls of all ages

With different actors on different stages

Blue fluid cry right on into the soil

Revised edition with precision turmoil

You stand in the doorway and he won’t pass you by

The sun in the sky says it’s time to fly

It’s time to fly, fly, fly

I’ve nowhere to hide with my eyes on the ground

With who’s on my side or where will I be found?

It’s a red light line up with the girls of all ages

With different actors on different stages

Limited stencil on the bacon slicer

You bang in a nail, and they’ll cut you finer

You shove in a leg, and she gives a faint sigh

The clock on the wall says, it’s time to fly

It’s time to fly, fly, fly