The Fall - INTERLUDE/CHILINISM lyrics

The chiselers

He is desperate

Passed on

The 9th richest, bar none

The chiselers

He is short

They are short

The Stones are short

Mr Grumbly, with a white Ferrari, is short

Giving you hard looks

In the long long Yeltsin days

Get in touch

They're skint

Relocation due for the chiseler

Dry hump, in the hip club

Chiseler, chiseler, you're a godamn chiseler

Internet

The chiselers

He is desperate

They are desparate

One mad, bad, one mad

The Arab in

Chiselers

He is short

Pink Floyd are short

(Internet)

9th richest country in the world bar none

Dry hump, in the hip club

Basically

Chiselers

Chiselers

Chiselers

Dry hump, in the hip club

I try to think like you do

Act like you do

Try to dress like you do

I thought I was you

Now you turn around

Point your finger at me

Say I'm Chilinist

You think I'm the pits

The chiselers are here

And when they appear

You know I'll disappear again

The chisellers are there

And everywhere

And now I'll never come here again

I think like you do

I act like you do

I thought I was you

I need no persuasion

You know what to say

The process is clear

You are not happy

I try to think like you do

Dress like you do

I thought I was you

Chiseler!