Tism - Mistah Eliot – He Wanker

Song Rating: 8.49/10

Song lyrics:

Well.. TS Elliot tuned the radio
Couldnt get rid of the static
Serves him right for being so enigmatic
TS Elliot crashed his motor car
Snapped a clutch cable
I bet you my youngest daughter
Could drink him under the table

TS Elliot, TS Elliot, TS Elliot, TS Elliot

Oh Thomas

Well... TS Elliot lost his wallet
When he went into town
Serves him right for hanging out
With the likes of Ezra Pound
TS Elliot thinks hes famous because hes a genius
But dont you know Im ambivalent
About the modernist achievement

TS Elliot, TS Elliot, TS Elliot, TS Elliot

Wooaah

TS Elliot
Hey girls, there aint no maybe


TS Elliot
Well Im your favourite teacher, baby
TS Elliot
Hes only a poet
TS Elliot
Well Im your man and dont you know it, baby, yeah

Ugh!

Huh!

Aaghh!

Weve come to tell you a something tonight, Mr.Elliot
Weve come to tell you something...
Do anything you like, Mr.Elliot
Say all the loves, all the lights and Juliets tomb
Or you can roll the universe into a ball
Good night, ladies, good night
Do anything you like, Mr.Elliot
Become the greatest Anglo-American poet since the war
Mr.Elliot
You can be quoted in Heart of Darkness, Mr.Elliot
But there is one thing I warn you
Theres one thing you should never do
Dont you ever step on my... blue... suede...
Shoes

Date of text publication: 16.01.2021 at 16:10