Fall advice! Fall advice! Fall advice! Fall advice! Fall advice! Fall advice! Fall advice!
The Year Number One has gone and turned into Year of Bomb TV wars twenty-four hours, but it happens Fall advice! Fall advice! Fall advice!
Shaking my bones down the M40, passenger seat gripped tight In a Series Three I cannot sleep, but I'm happy I cannot eat So what about it?
It happens It happens Well, it happens Fall advice!
The work's down the drain, and interest never wanes So what about it?
Fall advice! Fall advice! Fall advice! Fall advice! Fall advice! Fall advice! Fall advice! Fall advice! Fall advice!
Some are born to life Some are born depressed about it Fall advice! Fall advice! Fall advice! Fall advice!
To parties underground You're driving around in Lake District You're stepping around It doesn't matter to me, cos it happens It's magic So what about it?
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Bulletin from moth city The insect posse will be crushed (somethin’ within me)
(Right, there was a problem) By Fall: advice
Fall advice, Fall advice, Fall advice Yak yak yak Fall advice, Fall advice, Fall advice Yak yak yak, yak yak yak, yak yak yak Fall advice
Love near number one Has gone and turned Into year of bomb Thugs walking the streets Kicking doors with their feet It’s happened
Fall advice, Fall advice, Fall advice
Shaking my bones down the M40 Passenger seat gripped tight If I don’t split I’m gonna flip So what about it? So what about it? It happens, it happens But it happens Fall advice The works down the drain And interest never wanes So what about it?
Fall advice, Fall advice, Fall advice, Fall advice, Fall advice Yak yak yak, yak yak yak Fall advice, Fall advice
Some are born to life Some are born de-depressed about it But luckily some are born to Fall advice Fall advice, Fall advice So what about it? Fall advice, Fall advice, Fall advice Fall advice, Fall advice
To parties underground You’re driving around in Lake District You’re stepping around It doesn’t matter to me Cause it happens It’s magic So what about it? Cause it happens Cause it happens
Please don’t touch me ‘cause I’m shaking so much It happens Please don’t touch, ‘cause I’m shaking so much From moth city insect posse is crushed So what about it? From moth city insect posse is crushed
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Footnotes
Sources / Links
The Annotated Fall: “So What About It?” [Archived]
Smith, Mark E. (2008). Renegade: The Lives and Tales of Mark E. Smith. London: Penguin.
