Printhead - Live

Hey badges tinkle
 T-shirts mingle
 Hey you horror-face!
 I'm a printhead
 I go to pieces
 I'm a printhead
 I go to pieces yeah
 End of catch-line
 End of hook-line
 We had a two page
 It's what we needed
 I'm an ill head
 My face increases
 How my head increases
 Real problems, biz
 So how is it, yeah
 That I've reached here
 I thought this game
 Would do me good
 How could printed vinyl bring you out to here?
 We laughed with them
 When it was take-the-piss time
 I'm no egghead
 But I'm an ex-worker man
 W.C.-hero friend - and not water closet!
 There's a barrier between writer and singer
 Uh-huh he's a good man
 Although a lazy one
 The singer is a neurotic drinker
 The band little more than a big crashing beat.
 Instruments collide and we all get drunk
 The last two lines
 Were a quote, yeah
 When we read them
 We went to pieces
 We went to pieces, yeah
 We went to pieces, yeah
 Regularly
 One day a week
 I'm a printhead, yeah
 Twenty pence a week
 Dirty fingers
 Printhead X 3
 With print you substitute an ear
 For an extra useless eye