Photocopier

Well here are the lyrics as I know them (parts I couldn't figure out have been left out)

A photocopier and Yellow Magic Orchestra I'm just monkeying around with your furniture You're losing, you're losing your bodily fluids I got so, I got so, so monosyllabic

You butchered your set list with vocal gymnastics You swagger as if you're the hub of their universe You're off your, you're off your, you're off your bleeding rocker I'm just monkeying around with your furniture

I'm just monkeying around with your furniture A photocopier and Yellow Magic Orchestra

And we were just pretending to be japanese Yeah we were just pretending to be japanese We were just pretending to be japanese We were just pretending to be japanese yeah

I'll flatten your stomach like Joseph Pilates Scientific discoveries (inaudible) monkeys And we were just pretending to be japanese Yeah we were just pretending to be japanese

A grubby little mod with an infant's thesaurus Je m'appelle David, avez-vous un photocopieur? You're off your, you're off your, you're off your bleeding rocker I'm just monkeying around with your furniture

A photocopier and Yellow Magic Orchestra I collected a capellas and I filed them into genres April's wearing black, sucking July in the kitchen I got a slow a slow a slow metabolism

The singer of Chicago in Electra Glide in Blue (inaudible) heterosexuals You got me, you got me barking like a dog, yeah