Dumb Waiters Lyrics

Give me all your paper ma

Gimme all your jazz

Give me something that I need

Something I can have

Mrs. London's coming round

She's coming with her son

Gimme all your paper ah

So I can get a gun

She has got it in for me

Yeah I mean it honestly

She's so mean

Give me all your paper

So I can buy a train

They just wanna suck you in

To being one of them

Tell her that I'm not in here

Tell her I'm a freak

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Every time I speak

She has got in for me

Yeah I mean it honestly

I just scream

Scream

Give me all your paper ma

So I can buy a train

Don't know how I got in here

It's making me insane

Have another cigarette

And have another cigarette

In a room where lovers go

Talking on the telephone

They have go it in for me

Yeah I mean it honestly

They all dream

Dreaming