We Are Bis from Glasgow [DVD]

This is limited edition
On icky-colored vinyl in a poster pack
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Get more information send the postcard back
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To get the extra songs buy the 2 Cd's
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And collector fever is killing me

Ray gun, ray gun, do you gotta ray gun
This is funded by a major
But shabbily packaged to pretend that it's cool
This is a fake indie label
Release the records you want but yr under our rule
This is limited edition
With a nice little sticker and a personal number
This is limited edition
How they sell it so cheap it's no longer a wonder

Got no gaps in your teeth? You must be happy
Cola bottles, sugar coated
We've had sugar to eat, don't try and stop me
Flying saucers filled with sherbet

We want the right to eat sweets without yr frowning
Don't tell us what we can't do now
And we see the powers that be in sugar, drowning
Ten pee mixture for the way home

This is an advertisement
Hey, make way for the sweet shop avengerz
So make the sweet adjustment
A-okay, we're the sweet shop avengerz

Never too old to eat sweets, unless you feel it
Chocolate mice with strawberry center
Reclaim the rights to rot teeth, you know you need it
Candy shrimps, they're foamy inside

It's not a crime to be seen sucking a lolly
Vampire sweets that stick to your teeth
And it's hardly obscene to fill yr trolley
Ten pee mixture for the way home

This is an advertisement
Hey, make way for the sweet shop avengerz
So make the sweet adjustment
A-okay, we're the sweet shop avengerz

Kneejerk, it's a sugar fascination
Kneejerk, that infects the teen-see nation
Kneejerk, but we love the sweet sensation
Kneejerk, as it rots the population

Sci-fi Steven, a secret vampire by night.
Ears and eyes always on the lookout for conspiracies against the teen-c nation.
Lives by the ethic, 'keep yr friends close but yr enemies closer.'

Manda rin, seeker of the truth.
Hair clips and screams used as deadly weapons.
Childlike appearance used as decoy.
A warning to all saboteurs, 'be fooled and be dead'.

John disco, all hail the disco king.
Gaze in wonderment at his skanking ability, but don't stare too long.
His disco feet can hypnotize.
Hear him say, 'travolta ain't got nothin' on me'.

And now coming through the airwaves into yr home.
Introducing the new transistor heroes.

Tell it to the kids, tell it to the kids.

Hey you! fascist man, working on yr master plan.
We know what we saw, won't let you do more.
Hey you! homophobes, life without yr frontal lobe.
Yr prejudice lies while innocent die.

Hey you! it's the sound, in yr head goes round and round
You want it some more, yr life is a bore.
Hey you! don't be scared, bis are here and we don't care.
We'll expose the lies. it's the defense for the kids.

No use running now, we know what you did
We're gonna tell it to the kids, tell it to the kids
Gonna get you now, 'cause that's now it is
We're gonna tell it to the kids, tell it to the kids

Hey you! poison pen, no use trying to pretend.
You think yr the best, now here's the prole press.
Hey you! businessman, getting as much as you can
We wanted the truth, we still want our youth

Hey you! backstabber, we know who and where you are
You let down the kids, yes that's what you did
Hey you! listen out, teen-c nation gives the shout
Retain the youth. it's the defense for the kids!

No use running...

Oh, oh, oh, oh fighting for the nation's youth
So, so, so, so, we can find out all the truth
No, no, no, no, no use hiding what you did.