Momus - The Mosquito Song
Mosquito male, you’re a gentleman, sir You don’t bite flesh, you live on flower nectar It’s your bloody wife with her tongue in my leg Taking all my blood to make her eggs Your
Momus - The Good Person of Sichuan
The gods came to Sichuan The gods declared their plan To destroy Sichuan I'm so good but I've been bad I'm so sappy I've been had Hoping for a glimpse
Momus - Trump
I've got nothing but Mr Trump I'm no threat to your system I ape the swells in their parking garages But down in the park at midnight I don't think like a victim
Momus - Garland
I find you so glamorous Your very failure is success You became the little mouse that roared And when I'm nearly desperate When life is looking desolate Like Judy Garland
Momus - My Rose
My rose has a thorn in the eye of its teeth I'm rolling down the hill Rolling in the sun My rose has a sigh in the side of its eye Earth is turning and the earth is burning
Momus - Murder in the Village
Murder in the village, Sir Roger’s driving in Suspicion points the finger at irascible Miss Pym But she’s a red herring, and so is Mr Pool The handyman and janitor who creeps around
Momus - Fuck This Year
Fuck this year, fuck this pain Things will never be good again Fuck this year with a sawn-off brick Fuck this year, it makes me sick Fuck this year with the sizzle of death
Momus - The Stars are Out
Idolatry isn't what it used to be Not since they miniaturised God, you see Kid's got talent like my bed's got styrofoam I know it's true, I've seen it on my
Momus - Slippery Life
It's a slippery life When even Mr Sherlock Holmes Is outrun by developments And wanders lost at 3am Without his pipe And Watson nowhere to be found Grasping for the
Momus - Perfecto
I threw wine in the face of nothing Torture me or let me be Sold my mind to a higher power Sold my soul to glory Someone locked me in the bathroom Of the dirty mausoleum