Passable Lyrics - Fall

Serial killers were always a bore in my book 

Along with retired in winnebagos 

Coming up behind ya 

At the next kerb 

Eye reflections in the rear view mirror 

And before the grub comes a moralist 

Passable 

Passable 

Right behind ya 

Kids in pubs 

Breast fed 

And if I ever end up like Ian McShane 

Cut my throat with a garden tool 

And if I ever end up like Bono 

Slit my throat with a kitchen knife 

Ah! passable! 

A past gone mad! 

Ah! passable! 

A past gone mad! 

Comin' up right behind ya 

The Lovejoy roadshow 

Passable 

And if I ever end up like Judy Collins 

Cut my throat with a garden rake 

And if I ever end up like U2 

Cut my throat with a kitchen tool 

Passable 

A past gone mad! 

Spangles and soccer books 

A load of old boring shit 

A past gone mad 

Marble stone 

A past gone mad 

Passable!