Grovel, grovel

Jong In And The Amazing Technicolour Dream Pants

Jong In

"I dreamed that in the studio one day,
The song gave me sign
Your eleven back up dancers
All turned and bowed to mine
I dreamed I saw eleven stars,
The sun the moon and sky
Bowing down before my star,
And now I realise why 
How do I know where you came from?
You could be spies
Telling me that you are hungry -
That could be lies
How do I know who you are?
Why do you think I should help you?
Would you help me?
Why on earth should I believe you?
I've no guarantee"

Brothers 

"Grovel, grovel, cringe, bow, stoop, fall
Worship, worship, beg, kneel, sponge, crawl

We are just eleven brothers,
Good men and true
Though we know we count for nothing
When up next to you
Honesty's are middle name
Life is slowly ebbing from us,
Hope's almost gone
It's getting very hard to see us
From sideways on"

"Grovel, grovel, cringe, bow, stoop, fall
Worship, worship, beg, kneel, sponge, crawl"

Jong In 

"I rather like the way you're talking,
Astute and sincere
Suddenly your tragic story
It gets me right here"

Brothers 

"This is what we hoped he'd say" 

Jong In 

"All this tugging at my heartstrings
Seems quite justified
I shall give you what you came for
And lots more beside"
 
Brothers 

"Grovel, grovel, cringe, bow, stoop, fall
Worship, worship, beg, kneel, sponge, crawl

Thank you, thank you, cringe, bow, stoop, fall
Worship, worship, beg, kneel, sponge, crawl" 

Jong In handed them sackloads of food
And they grovelled with base gratitude 

Then, unseen, Jong In slipped out around the back
And planted his mic in young Sehun's sack  

When the brothers were ready to go
Jong In turned to them all
With a terrible stare and said

"No"


source (original lyrics): http://www.lyricsondemand.com/

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