The Fall - BEHIND THE COUNTER lyrics

They're always hitting on me

But I'm getting thin

From waiting on

They just want me to be

Behind the counter

The hen centre

Was always picking on me

There they are tucking in all over shop

Got no time

For dinner or tea

Behind the counter

Every car I see

Is always picking on me

They take a left turn when I cross, guaranteed

They park on the pavement

Some have paid parks on the pavement

Here

I say "Wait sir, wait sir,

You'd better wait sir"

Guaranteed

I'm getting thin

From idiots who write rock books

Disparate

Ex-groups cold would've played this

"For Nose Pin and the Punk Piggies

Didn't quite make it," they say

Get behind the counter

The other side of the counter

Chill it, boy

The other side of the counter