The Fall - PAT-TRIP DISPENSER lyrics

He moves slow at the petrol stop

It's Pat the trip dispenser

He came with solvent in his hair

The trip dispenser

Spine-fuhrer of Hoboken

It's Pat the trip dispenser

Friend of Syndicate of Sound

Pigeon toed band

McGinty thought he could fool the Fall

With his imitation speeds

But he had not accounted for the psychic nose

He did not know there are no big shots on the rock

And even if there were, McGinty would not be among them

His head was full of icy calm

A clarity of nothing

It's Pat the trip dispenser

He paid at the generic supermarket

With paper

With paper

It's Pat the trip dispenser