ARCHERS OF LOAF - FABRICOHrate me
Fabricoh is the favorite sound around
Watch the wholesale slaughter of the whole downtown
Steppin’ off the ship in limbo
It's the spit on his chin that makes us nervous.
It sets the high price from the crowd that's gatherin’
Cuttin’ off the false communication
And we missed the registration
In our mental hibernation
Well the strangest violation of all
Fabricoh will have his say someday
What's the land who blow to the ones in the way.
Swearin’ off his occupations.
Yes it's the spit on our chins that makes us strong
It's the soundin’ off of a crowd that's gathering.
Rocking out x 2
Click the elfe indication
Click the roast and rock the station
Then get the strangest violation of all
Slippin’ off the ship in limbo
Don’t worry at all, it’s off your tongue
Get’s so sheavy and all while the crowd is gatterin’
Rocking it out x 10
Thanks to andreea for correcting these lyrics