Blood From A Clone Lyrics - George Harrison

They say they like it, now, but in the market it 

May not go well as it's too laid back. 

You need some oomph-papa, nothing like 

Frank Zappa 

And not New Wave they don't play that crap 

Tyr beating your head on a brick wall 

Hard like a stone 

Don't have time for the music 

They want the blood from a clone 

I hear a clock ticking 

I feel the nitpicking 

I almost quit kicking at the wall 

There seems a confusion, under the illusion 

That they know just what will suit you all 

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Beating my head on a brick wall 

Hard like a stone 

Ain't got time for the music 

They want the blood from a clone 

There is no sense to it 

Pure pounds and pence to it 

They're so intense too makes me amazed 

Don't want no music but, they're making you 

sick with 

Some awful noises that may get played 

By beating their heads on a brick wall 

Hard like a stone 

Ain't no messing 'round with music 

Give them the blood from a clone 

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Where will it all lead us 

I thought we had freed us 

From the mundane seems I'm wrong again 

Could be they lack roots, they're still wearing 

jack boots they're 

Marching somewhere in the pouring rain 

Beating my head on a brick wall 

Hard like a stone 

Don't have time for the music 

They want the blood from a clone