| Song | Familus Horribilus |
| Artist | Pop Will Eat Itself |
| Album | Dos Dedos Mis Amigos |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Crabb, Pance | |
| Kick, kick, kick, kick | |
| Kicking at the gates like | |
| I'm an urban guerrilla | |
| And going for the victory like the | |
| Thrilla in | |
| Manila We're a nation of shoplifters, we're druggies, petty crooks | |
| It seems to be our style, we haven't horsey looks | |
| It'll be funky, it'll be funky yeah, it'll be funky | |
| Queenie's feeling meanie, we've seen her get her cash taxed | |
| Can't hear the jeers, they fear she needs her ears waxed | |
| Chuckie's riding bareback but only playing polo | |
| It's no go with the missus and now he's going solo | |
| Charlie's lost his marlies, he used to be a pillar | |
| Before he got busted and lusted for | |
| Camilla Squidgy getting fidgety at home all alone | |
| And Gilbey, we know he'll be shortly answering the phone | |
| The family, the family, the family horribilus | |
| The family, the family.... | |
| The suitors are all looters and they're closing in on | |
| Fergie Their game was fame but now they've got the lurgy | |
| The family's expanding and everyone's a stand-in | |
| A palace full of malice as everyone is crammed in | |
| As Lizzie's getting older, over her shoulder there's a rival | |
| Dizzy Di is busy sowing the seeds of survival | |
| You wanna sow some seeds, well get on your tractor | |
| And get Eddie out of bed or he'll never make an actor | |
| It'll be funky, it'll be funky yeah, it'll be funky... | |
| The royals are spreading like boils, it does your head in | |
| We have no choice, we're invoiced for the weddings | |
| It's like a soap, a | |
| Dallas or a | |
| Dynasty We live in hope to put them out their misery | |
| Fire the freaky family, we're tired of the cheek | |
| As you holiday your life away our futures look bleak | |
| As your castle's burning down you want the people to pay for it | |
| Ask us to defend you, we've got nothing to say for it | |
| The family, the family, the family horribilus | |
| The family, the family... | |
| Kicking at the gates like we think we're on the guest list | |
| We're told to wait - too late, we're getting restless | |
| The crowd is swelling as they're smelling the thrill | |
| There's dancing in the rubble and there's trouble at the mill | |
| There's warning of the storming, news of the resistance | |
| The peasants are revolting, advancing from the distance | |
| There's panic and there's anarchy and breaking the rules | |
| They're making fake money and they're taking the jewels | |
| What will it be? | |
| Funky! (x4) | |
| All without a fuss, the coup has been victorious | |
| The banners wave, proclaiming annus glorious | |
| What will it be? | |
| Funky! (x4) | |
| It'll be funky, it'll be funky yeah.. (x2) |
| zuo ci : Crabb, Pance | |
| Kick, kick, kick, kick | |
| Kicking at the gates like | |
| I' m an urban guerrilla | |
| And going for the victory like the | |
| Thrilla in | |
| Manila We' re a nation of shoplifters, we' re druggies, petty crooks | |
| It seems to be our style, we haven' t horsey looks | |
| It' ll be funky, it' ll be funky yeah, it' ll be funky | |
| Queenie' s feeling meanie, we' ve seen her get her cash taxed | |
| Can' t hear the jeers, they fear she needs her ears waxed | |
| Chuckie' s riding bareback but only playing polo | |
| It' s no go with the missus and now he' s going solo | |
| Charlie' s lost his marlies, he used to be a pillar | |
| Before he got busted and lusted for | |
| Camilla Squidgy getting fidgety at home all alone | |
| And Gilbey, we know he' ll be shortly answering the phone | |
| The family, the family, the family horribilus | |
| The family, the family.... | |
| The suitors are all looters and they' re closing in on | |
| Fergie Their game was fame but now they' ve got the lurgy | |
| The family' s expanding and everyone' s a standin | |
| A palace full of malice as everyone is crammed in | |
| As Lizzie' s getting older, over her shoulder there' s a rival | |
| Dizzy Di is busy sowing the seeds of survival | |
| You wanna sow some seeds, well get on your tractor | |
| And get Eddie out of bed or he' ll never make an actor | |
| It' ll be funky, it' ll be funky yeah, it' ll be funky... | |
| The royals are spreading like boils, it does your head in | |
| We have no choice, we' re invoiced for the weddings | |
| It' s like a soap, a | |
| Dallas or a | |
| Dynasty We live in hope to put them out their misery | |
| Fire the freaky family, we' re tired of the cheek | |
| As you holiday your life away our futures look bleak | |
| As your castle' s burning down you want the people to pay for it | |
| Ask us to defend you, we' ve got nothing to say for it | |
| The family, the family, the family horribilus | |
| The family, the family... | |
| Kicking at the gates like we think we' re on the guest list | |
| We' re told to wait too late, we' re getting restless | |
| The crowd is swelling as they' re smelling the thrill | |
| There' s dancing in the rubble and there' s trouble at the mill | |
| There' s warning of the storming, news of the resistance | |
| The peasants are revolting, advancing from the distance | |
| There' s panic and there' s anarchy and breaking the rules | |
| They' re making fake money and they' re taking the jewels | |
| What will it be? | |
| Funky! x4 | |
| All without a fuss, the coup has been victorious | |
| The banners wave, proclaiming annus glorious | |
| What will it be? | |
| Funky! x4 | |
| It' ll be funky, it' ll be funky yeah.. x2 |
| zuò cí : Crabb, Pance | |
| Kick, kick, kick, kick | |
| Kicking at the gates like | |
| I' m an urban guerrilla | |
| And going for the victory like the | |
| Thrilla in | |
| Manila We' re a nation of shoplifters, we' re druggies, petty crooks | |
| It seems to be our style, we haven' t horsey looks | |
| It' ll be funky, it' ll be funky yeah, it' ll be funky | |
| Queenie' s feeling meanie, we' ve seen her get her cash taxed | |
| Can' t hear the jeers, they fear she needs her ears waxed | |
| Chuckie' s riding bareback but only playing polo | |
| It' s no go with the missus and now he' s going solo | |
| Charlie' s lost his marlies, he used to be a pillar | |
| Before he got busted and lusted for | |
| Camilla Squidgy getting fidgety at home all alone | |
| And Gilbey, we know he' ll be shortly answering the phone | |
| The family, the family, the family horribilus | |
| The family, the family.... | |
| The suitors are all looters and they' re closing in on | |
| Fergie Their game was fame but now they' ve got the lurgy | |
| The family' s expanding and everyone' s a standin | |
| A palace full of malice as everyone is crammed in | |
| As Lizzie' s getting older, over her shoulder there' s a rival | |
| Dizzy Di is busy sowing the seeds of survival | |
| You wanna sow some seeds, well get on your tractor | |
| And get Eddie out of bed or he' ll never make an actor | |
| It' ll be funky, it' ll be funky yeah, it' ll be funky... | |
| The royals are spreading like boils, it does your head in | |
| We have no choice, we' re invoiced for the weddings | |
| It' s like a soap, a | |
| Dallas or a | |
| Dynasty We live in hope to put them out their misery | |
| Fire the freaky family, we' re tired of the cheek | |
| As you holiday your life away our futures look bleak | |
| As your castle' s burning down you want the people to pay for it | |
| Ask us to defend you, we' ve got nothing to say for it | |
| The family, the family, the family horribilus | |
| The family, the family... | |
| Kicking at the gates like we think we' re on the guest list | |
| We' re told to wait too late, we' re getting restless | |
| The crowd is swelling as they' re smelling the thrill | |
| There' s dancing in the rubble and there' s trouble at the mill | |
| There' s warning of the storming, news of the resistance | |
| The peasants are revolting, advancing from the distance | |
| There' s panic and there' s anarchy and breaking the rules | |
| They' re making fake money and they' re taking the jewels | |
| What will it be? | |
| Funky! x4 | |
| All without a fuss, the coup has been victorious | |
| The banners wave, proclaiming annus glorious | |
| What will it be? | |
| Funky! x4 | |
| It' ll be funky, it' ll be funky yeah.. x2 |