Lilo-By

When I can't get high on my child's hale cry,
lean on my Lilo Lil of the Lullaby Lie.
On her Lethean breast, my barnet like Boris's,
sleeping giant sleep off the ties that grind.
I lean on my Lilo Lil of the Lullaby Lie.

This markettown's a Jonestown
fountain for us chavs.
Bullingdon Plague spread by
ministerial Jags.
Cthulhu hrududu! Cthulhu hrududu! 

When I can't get by on my child's hale cry,
lean on my Lilo Lil of the Lullaby Lie.
On her Lethean breast, my barnet like Boris's,
sleeping giant sleep off the ties that grind.
I lean on my Lilo Lil of the Lullaby Lie.

Making love out of nothing but air!
Making love out of nothing but air, yeah!
Freddy Boswell shares a barber with Albert Einstein,
                why?