More Shopping Lyrics - Bran Van 3000

Momus : 

Moloch passed the message to the behemoth 

Whose master passed it on to zebedee 

It was sent by internet, by obscure protocols 

To it's recipient, the delicious miss gee 

Miss gee : 

It was early afternoon when your message came 

I was slumped under the table, slightly cold 

I didn't have a single stitch of clothing on 

I was trembling but my trembling was controlled 

I really can't recall who I was meant to be that day 

I'm an actress, I play so many roles 

But the script required miss gee 

That's who I was meant to be 

And I was just about to pick out her clothes 

Momus : 

When a crumpled paper ball 

Hit the floor beside you 

It made no sense at all 

It said: 

Both : 

Bandy biwa krishnamurti 

Pilgrim snorkel meat 

Ipsum lorem dolor sit amet 

Unix at the portal 

Body type by letraset 

Here at the epoch let us forget 

Momus : 

Grip my head and feel my pain 

Imagine I'm the king of spain 

Imagine I'm a weapon in your sheath 

East is east and west is west 

New york city to dunsinane 

Miss gee : 

Polly peachum creaming her mcheath 

Momus : 

In the sturgeon caviar 

In the virgin mr mcpherson 

In the rain the cloud 

And in the cloud the rain 

Green tea ice cream, wind dried duck 

Did you ever meet a person hot to 

Momus : 

Forget it! shower in my shower 

I'll soap you back and front 

Take me by the hand and lead it to your 

Miss gee : 

Country cousins, kissing by the bridge 

A babbling brook and a choc-a-bloc fridge 

My favourite restaurant is yo below 

So when we go, slip under the table and begin to 

Momus : 

Blow me down, gyoza, my favourite snack 

Dip it in the soy sauce, slip it up your 

Miss gee : 

Crack goes the whip boys, crack kiss crack 

Miss gee has a whip and she'll stick it in your 

Momus : 

Ask no questions, I'll tell you no lies 

It isn't exclusively all about size 

But did you ever see a rock star doing up his 

Miss gee : 

Flies are a nuisance, bees are worse 

If you owe a girl money, put it in her 

Momus : 

Purse my lips, touch me there with a feather 

Better take an umbrella, what terrible weather 

Miss gee : 

Or we might get wet 

And we wouldn't want that 

Would we 

Momus : 

By many names I've been known 

Gil martin, also don van vliet 

Giovanni, mantovani, barry manilow 

I could go on 

Miss gee : 

Please do 

Momus : 

Super lovers jesus christ 

Coming once and coming twice 

In a paper cup 

In my hammock samovar 

I'm a caballero erojiji 

Gaugin eating out tahiti 

Near as damn it, no cigar 

Very kimochi