The Figurants - Stupid Shoes Lyrics

OK, how does a horse fake amnesia?
Don't ask her, she is mid-seizure
Bite her hard and she still wouldn't hear you
She's carrying on like a wounded hyena
Who could have known that she was such a bleeder?
The stories are true; I heard it on the news
You're just saying that to try and confuse me
You should learn how to make a dollar
In a way that doesn't need such stupid shoes
You should learn how to make a dollar
In a way that doesn't offer such abuse
Keep your hair away from the head of the moose
A new magic says "I'm only a spell old
Here to keep her blood from getting too cold
I know you want to throw me down a deep hole
This gaffe, you'll have to rearrange the whole show
Time permitting you may want to touch on all the ghosts