The Fall - Hip Priest Lyrics

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Hip Priest

Hip Priest Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Hip Priest By The Fall?
He's not appreciated.
He's not appreciated. He's not appreciated. Drink the long draught, Dan, for the Hip Priest. I said drink the long draught, Dan, for the Hip Priest! He's not appreciated He's not appreciated White collar hits motorway services It's the Hip Priest From the eyes he can see, they know It's the Hip Priest He's not appreciated. It's purple psychology. Not just an old lady's. That's hip hip hip hip hit hit hit Hip Priest That's hip hip hip hip hit hit hit Hip Priest And he's gonna make an appearance. He's gonna make an appearance. Was shown in a freakshow early on. And drunk from small brown bottles since I was so long. 'Cause I'm a Hip Priest 'Cause I'm a Hip Priest People only need me when they're down and gone to seed. 'Cause I'm a Hip Priest. 'Cause I'm a Hip Priest. It's appreciation half won. And they hate their allegiance to hip preacher one. Hip Priest I got my last clean dirty shirt outta the wardrobe I got my last clean dirty shirt outta the wardrobe And all the good people know That's hip hip hip hip hit hit hit Hip Priest All the young groups know All the young groups know They can't ever take advantage because I'm a Hip Priest. I was as clean as a packet of chocolate chips. That's hip hip hip hip hit hit hit Hip Priest And if the good people knew they would say He's not appreciated He's not appreciated So drink the long draught, Dan, For the Hip Priest |
Who Wrote Hip Priest By The Fall?
Craig Scanlon, Marc Riley, Mark Edward Smith, Paul Anthony Hanley, Stephen Hanley
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What's The Duration Of The Hip Priest By The Fall?The duration of Hip Priest is 9:26 minutes and seconds. |
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