Salad - Diminished Clothes lyrics

The cinema stays dry

The underground its heroes

They're queueing up, my oh my

The polythene wigwam ritual

She's got a blue bikini

Two kisses and you're captive

Like something from Fred Fellini

Chorus :

The need to play grew up with the admiring of those in diminished

clothes

They're marching in defiant

They carry their flags on high

The military hatchet people

Are giving their battle cry

There's Latin sounds on Sunday

With caramel cr?pes at large

We haven't got a drift net

For happenings free of charge

Repeat Chorus