World Profit-Alice Donut

Album by: Donut Comes Alive Artist by: Alice Donut Mormon tabernacle screaming round the bend: Your ship is coming in, Your ship is coming in. And all the economic forecast predict: My ship is coming in, My ship is coming in. (tongues) Insects and bugs, arachnids and slugs: Crawling down my leg, Crawling down my leg. All the disregarded blood sausage saints: Pawing out for change, Pawing out for change. (tongues) Leather briefcase, corporate waves: They＇re packing in the train. But i can part the waves, Right down my spine. They＇re ozing down my spine. It＇s like a tongue of fire, I＇ve got a tongue of fire. (tongues) I make the soup - a thick gravey soup. Come and get your spoons, I＇m a world prophet. Look at my shoes. (i＇ve got size 12 shoes) I＇ve only got half a foot. (prophets don＇t fear the bottle) Walking over puddles, I＇m a world prophet. I make the soup - a thick gravey soup. Come and get your spoons, I＇m a world prophet. Put on your suits, Your dark navy suits. Get back into the streets, And make a profit - a false profit.