Who is on the phone?
Say who is on the phone?
Who is on the phone?
Say who is on the phone?
I wake up in the morning
Want to see my monkey
She's living in a nick
Where they eat drugs daily
I feel like a witch, like a dead old candy
Who is on the phone?
I say who is on the phone?
I called up the funny farm
The doc says: oh lordy!
Your daughter's really twisted
And she kills me daily!
Oh poor dude oh poor doc!
But that's it precisely
You've just put your finger
On why I give you my money!
Who is on the phone?
Who is on the phone?
Who is on the phone?
Who is on the phone?
I wait on the line there, to speak to my baby
All I get is lousy music, and a stupid lady
I drive to her pad, and what I see is creepy
She looks like a mental rat, stoned and bony
And they're never going to say more than A, B, C
And they're never going to tell you more than 1, 2, 3
First they say, please stay on the line
Then they say, press on number nine
Then they say press on number three
Then they say please bend on your knees.
Who is on the phone?
Who is on the phone?
Who is on the phone?
Who is on the phone?
Nothing more to say, than I feel like a monkey
Hanging in a zoo there, to save my baby
But if you really want to know
I just feel like a gold fish
Swimming in a bowl
Not to end up in your dish
Nothing more to say, than I feel like a monkey
Hanging in a zoo there, to save my baby
But if you really want to know
I just feel like a gold fish
Swimming in a bowl
Not to end up in your dish
Say who is on the phone?
Who is on the phone?
Say who is on the phone?
I wake up in the morning
Want to see my monkey
She's living in a nick
Where they eat drugs daily
I feel like a witch, like a dead old candy
Who is on the phone?
I say who is on the phone?
I called up the funny farm
The doc says: oh lordy!
Your daughter's really twisted
And she kills me daily!
Oh poor dude oh poor doc!
But that's it precisely
You've just put your finger
On why I give you my money!
Who is on the phone?
Who is on the phone?
Who is on the phone?
Who is on the phone?
I wait on the line there, to speak to my baby
All I get is lousy music, and a stupid lady
I drive to her pad, and what I see is creepy
She looks like a mental rat, stoned and bony
And they're never going to say more than A, B, C
And they're never going to tell you more than 1, 2, 3
First they say, please stay on the line
Then they say, press on number nine
Then they say press on number three
Then they say please bend on your knees.
Who is on the phone?
Who is on the phone?
Who is on the phone?
Who is on the phone?
Nothing more to say, than I feel like a monkey
Hanging in a zoo there, to save my baby
But if you really want to know
I just feel like a gold fish
Swimming in a bowl
Not to end up in your dish
Nothing more to say, than I feel like a monkey
Hanging in a zoo there, to save my baby
But if you really want to know
I just feel like a gold fish
Swimming in a bowl
Not to end up in your dish
Other albums by the artist
Glitters of blue - ending theme
2023 · single
Rise
2022 · single
Icare
2021 · album
Le poids de l'existence
2021 · single
Renversé
2021 · single
Celle qui vit vers le sud
2021 · single
Working Class Hero
2021 · single
Run Run Run (Hommage à Lou Reed)
2020 · album
Pale Blue Eyes
2020 · single
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