Gimme More by Kiwi Jr. Lyrics

Gimme more, Brohan Moore, gimme four on the floor
Gimme more, gimme more more more
Gimme X-Ray vision in the infantry division
Gimme more, gimme more more more
So the FLQ is smarter than you
But you know where the dead pinks lie
I come together first thing in the morning
Just as we realize

We still want more
Another heartbreak
We still want more
Somebody’s cheesecake
We still want more
Stuck in a cul-de-sac
We still want more
I want my money back

Canonize every old man that dies
And gimme more, gimme more more more
Gimme more Star Wars, gimme open bar chords
Gimme more, gimme more more more
As your eyes materialize
In the clock at the end of the hall
I make a note of your old trench-coat
Propped up against the wall
You still want more
Another earthquake
You still want more
Somebody’s Clean Slate
You still want more
Stuck in a cul-de-sac
You still want Burt Bacharach

The last time that I was here
I caught your eyes in the mirror
And I didn’t like what I saw
So I hit the streets running

Gimme old labradors on the winding windy moors
Gimme more, gimme more more more
Gimme Luke I am your father in a fox fur collar
Gimme more, gimme more more more

So the IRA is as drunk as you say
But you know where the dead kings lie
I come together first thing in the morning
Just as we realize

The last time that I was here
I caught my eye in the mirror
That hangs in the dining hall
And I didn’t like what I saw
The walls were painted red
You turned to me and you said
I found a baby scorpion
And released it back into the wild