Seven Deadly Finns Lyrics
Oh oh the French Girls with the string of pearlsThink it's such a FUCKING shameThat the local boys with their country joysNever make them daisy chainsThey're SWAPPING disappointing incidentsWhile at the docks another ship pulls inAnd suddenly the door breaks down (ooh la la)It's the Seven Deadly FinnsOh oh oh soldiers and sailorsHave all been here beforeGigolos and governmentsHave STUMBLED through THAT doorBecause they need all those French girls with all their kiss curlsAnd powder in their gunsAnd the Seven Finns with THEIR deadly grinsTend to measure beauty in TUNS.The first is a freak with a masochistic streakAnd the second is a kitten up a treeThe third is a flirt with an awful print skirtAnd the fourth is pretending to be meThe fifth wears a mac and never turns his backThe sixth never shows his eyesBut the seventh Deadly Finn is so tall and slimHE shoulda never been with those guys.Although variety's the spice of lifeA steady rhythm is the sourceSimplicity's the crucial thingSYSTEMICALLY of course (work it all out like Norbert Wiener)So IF those French girls say to you'Would you like your ashes PIPED ?'You'll have to take their word for itIt's the only thing to take...
Brian Eno Seven Deadly Finns
